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CHRISTIAN    PSALMODY, 


IN 


A  MAY  28 1936 

FOUR  PARTS;^tomcM  _r 


C0MPETSIST8 


DR.   WATTS'S  PSALMS  ABRIDGED; 

DR.  WATTS'S  HYMNS   ABRIDGED; 

SELECT  HYMNS  FROM  OTHER  AUTHORS; 

AND 

SELECT  HARMONY: 

•TOGETHER   WITH 

DIRECTIONS   FOR    MUSICAL   EXPRESSION. 


BY  SAMUEL  WORCESTER,  D.  D. 

PASTOR  OF   TBE  TABIRNACLE   CHURCH,    8ALEM 


SECOND  EDITION. 


BOSTON: 
FROM  SAMUEL  T.  ARMSTRONG'S  PRESSES, 

No.  50,  Cornhila. 

1817. 


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b, 


PREFACE. 


AMONG  the  psalmists  «f  the  ChristianChurch, 
Dr.  Watts  stands  pre-eminent.  His  Psalms 
and  Hymns  have  an  established  and  consecrated 
character;  and  to  Christians  of  sound  piety  and 
correct  taste,  it  is  matter  of  devout  gratulution 
and  thankfulness,  that  they  are  so  extensively 
used,  and  so  highly  venerated.  The  Book, 
however,  like  the  best  of  human  works,  has  its 
imperfections.  In  regard  to  some  subjects  it  is 
redundant,  In  regard  to  others  it  is  deficient; 
and  some  of  its  contents  fall  yery  considerably 
below  its  general  excellence.  These  imperfec- 
tions have  been  extensively  felt  and  acknowl- 
edged; and  for  the  remedy  of  them,  various 
attempts  have  been  made  with  various  success. 
By  what  has  been  done,  however,  the  way  has 
been  opened  for  something  still  further  to  be 
attempted. 

The  present  work  was  undertaken  from  no 
spirit  of  innovation;  but  from  a  sincere  desire 
for  the  improvement  and  stability  of  our  pub- 
lick Psalmody.  On  a  careful  examination  of  Dr. 
Watls's  Book,  it  was  found,  or  thought  to  be 
ft>und,  that  it  might  be  very  considerably 
abridged,  without  any  detriment: — that  some 
entire  Parts,  and  many  stanzas  of  other  Parts, 
ef  the  Psalms,  and  that  some  entire  Hymns, 
and  many  stanzas  of  others,  might  very  well  be 
spared;  as  the  subject  matter  and  sentiments  of 
them,  were  contained,  and  as  well  or  better  ex- 
pressed, in  what  would  still  remain.  By  such 
an  abridgment  some  important  advantages 
would  be  gained:  redundancies  would  be  re- 
trenched; passages  of  little  merit  would  be  ex- 
cluded; some  Parts  of  Psalms  and  some  Hymns, 
90  prolix  and  complex  as  seldom,  perhaps  never 
to  be  given  out  in  publick,  would  be  reduced  to 
eonvenient  and  excellent  portions  for  use;  es- 
pecially, room  would  be  made  for  the  admission 
«)f  not  a  small  number  of  Select  Hymns,  from 
varieai  an(hors,  eligible  either  fir-  (h<rh-  steilmg 


worth,  or  for  their  suitableness  to  supply  the  de* 
ficiencies  of  Watts.  And  thus,  if  the  desiga 
were  judiciously  executed,  a  body  of  Psalms 
and  Hymns  would  be  formed,  more  compact, 
more  complete,  and  more  worthy  of  extensive 
adoption  for  permanent  use,  than  any  before 
presented  to  our  churches. 

To  the  high  purposes  of  Psalmody,  good  and 
well  adapted  l\ines  are  essentially  requisite. 
To  aid  the  laudable  exertions  of  respectable  so- 
cieties and  individuals,  for  the  general  and  es- 
tablished use  of  such  tunes,  was  a  primary  ob- 
ject of  this  work.  It  was  found  to  be  the  opin- 
ion of  many,  well  qualified  to  judge,  that  a 
small  but  judicious  selection  of  tunes,  in  the 
same  book  with  the  Psalms  and  Hymns,  would 
be  useful  m  several  respects;  as  it  might  eon- 
tribute  to  restrain  the,  too  common  vagrancy  of 
singing  choirs,  and  to  give  permanency  to  the 
use  of  a  standard  set  of  tunes — would  be  a  great 
convenience  to  singers  in  the  choir,  who  might 
wish  to  refresh  their  memories  in  regard  to  the 
tune  to  be  sung — and  would  be  a  help  to  many 
others  in  the  congregation,  who,  by  occasionally 
casting  their  eyes  upon  the  tune,  would  be  able 
to  join  in  the  performance,  of  this  pleasing,  ani- 
mating, and  exalted  part  of  divine  worship. 

The  effeot  of  publick  psalmody  is  often  ex- 
ceedingly marred,  by  a  psalm  or  hymn  being 
sung  to  an  ill  adapted  tune.  The  leaders  of 
singing  choirs  are  not  always  persons  of  good 
taste  and  judgment;  and  the  best  qualified  leadeir 
cannot  always  at  the  moment,  so  fully  possess 
himself  ofthe  sentiments  of  the  portion  given 
out,  as  immediately  to  recur  to  a  tune  well 
suited  to  express  them.  It  might  therefore,  it 
was  thought,  be  highly  useful,  to  sit  down  at 
leisure,  and  refer  each  psalm  and  hymn,  not 
merely  to  the  proper  key,  but  to  a  suitable  tune. 

The  grand  defect  of  our  public  psalmody  in 
general  is  '.ho  walit  of  pvopev  ex  predion.  Should 


VI  PREFACE. 

a  preacher  deliver  his  sermon  in  an  unanimated, 
monotonous  manner,  not  varying  the  move- 
ment, or  quantity,  or  tone  of  voice,  nor  even 
observing  the  pauses,  be  his  sermon  ever  so 
good, or  his  pronunciation  ever  so  exact,his  hear- 
ers might  sleep,  and  his  labour  be  lost.  So  tbe 
best  psalm  may  be  sung  to  tbe  best  tune,  and 
«very  note,  in  the  several  parts,  be  sounded 
•with  the  utmost  exactness,  and  yet  the  per- 
formance have  little  interest  or  effect.  That 
performance  of  psalmody,  and  that  only,  is  en- 
titled to  be  called  good,  in  which  the  movement, 
quantity,  and  tone  of  voice,  are  well  adapted  to 
the  general  subject,  and  so  varied  as  justly  to 
express  the  different  thoughts,  sentiments,  and 
passions.  This,  it  is  confessed,  is  an  attain- 
ment of  no  small  difficulty;  and  requires  no 
ordinary  degree  of  judgment  and  taste,  atten- 
tion and  practice.    Its    importance,  however, 


demands  that  every  thing  which  can  be  done  in 
aid  of  it,  should  be  done.  To  assist  singers  ex- 
tensively, in  this  essential,  but  neglected  part 
of  good  psalmody,  no  method  appeared  more 
eligible,  than  that  of  so  marking  the  psalms  and 
hymns,  by  means  of  certain  symbols,  as  to  in- 
dicate, as  correctly  as  possible,  the  requisite  va- 
riations of  movement,  quantity,  and  tone  of 
voice. 

Such  were  the  views  of  the  Compiler,  when 
he  took  up  the  design  of  this  work.  He  was 
sensible  in  the  outset,  and  became  more  and 
more  deeply  so  in  the  progress  of  the  under- 
taking, that  it  was  a  design  of  difficult  execu- 
tion, and  of  no  ordinary  responsibility;  and  in 
regard  to  its  several  parts,  he  has  not  failed  to 
avail  himself,  as  opportunity  offered,  of  the 
judgment  of  clergymen,  musicians,  and  others, 
respectable  in  character,  and  judicious  in  mat- 
ters of  this  kind.  From  several  of  them  he 
has  received  very  valuable  hints;  and  to  the 
Rev.  Dr.  Griffin  of  Boston,  and  the  Rev.  Mr. 
Willard  of  Deerfield,  he  is  under  particular 
obligations.  Upon  himself,  however,  the  re 
sponsibility  of  the  work  at  large,  both  as  to  de- 
sign and  execution,  must  rest. 

His  Abridgment  of  Br.  Watts  has  been  ex 
ecuted  with  a  cautious  and  trembling  hand;  and, 
he  would  fain  hope,  in  a  manner  not  to  offeno 
the  pious  and  judicious  admirers  of  that  justly 
venerated  psalmist.  In  regard  to  Christian 
doctrine  and  sentiment,  Watts  remains  unal- 
tered and  unimpaired;  and  in  what  is  retained 
of  his  Book,  even  the  verbal  alterations  are 
very  few,  and  only  such  as  seemed  mo3t  obvi- 
ously requisite. 

It  deserves  particular  notice,  that  the  numer- 
ical designations  of  the  psalms  and  hymns,  parts 


and  stanzas,  retained,  are  the  same  as  in  Watts 
unabridged,  and  when  the  last  verse  or  verses 

are  omitted  the  omission  is  denoted  by  a ■ 

No  confusion,  therefore,  need  ensue  in  a  con- 
gregation should  the  minister  use  this  book, 
while  the  people  are  yet  furnished  wholly  or 
in  part  with  the  common  book. 

The  Selection  of  Hymns  from  various  Au- 
thors has  been  made  with  laborious  care;  after 
a  perusal  of  all  the  Hymns  which  the  Compiler 
could  well  procure,  and  with  repeated  aud  so- 
licitous revision.  To  have  adopted  all  the  hymns 
extant  which  are  good,  would  have  swelled  the 
book  to  an  undue  size.  The  design  was  to  se- 
lect a  competent  number  of  such  as  would 
form  the  best  supplement  to  Watts;  regard 
being  had  at  once  to  intrinsic  merit,  to  particu- 
lar subjects  and  occasions,  and  to  variety  of 
metre. 

Of  Times,  as  well  as  of  hymns,  it  is  much 
less  easy  to  make  a  selection  than  a  collection. 
It  is  not  expectel,  indeed,  that  singing  choirs 
will  restrict  themselves  entirely  to  the  use  of 
the  tunes  contained  in  this  book,  even  in  the 
churches,  or  congregations,  in  which  the  book 
may  be  adopted.  The  Compiler,  however,  is 
fixed  in  the  persuasion,  that  these  tunes  are  of 
the  kind  of  musick  the  best  adapted  to  general 
use  in  the  house  of  God.  While  they  have  long 
borne  the  test  of  musical  criticism,  they  are 
simple,  easy,  and  grave;  while  they  will  gratify 
a  highly  cultivated  taste,  they  may  be  perform- 
ed without  difficulty  or  embarrassing  solicitude, 
by  a  common  choir,  and  heard  without  distrac- 
tion or  wondering  curiosity,  by  a  common  con- 
gregation. He  is  also  fully  persuaded,  and  in 
this  persuasion  he  is  sure  of  the  concurrence  of 
the  best  judges,  that  the  adoption  of  a  few  well 
chosen  tunes,  for  permanent  use,  would  be 
vastly  preferable  to  a  great  variety,  and  a  fre- 
quent change.  The  prurience,  indeed,  for  va- 
riety and  change  is  the  bane  of  our  publick 
psalmody.  It  can  never  be  sufficiently  regret- 
ted that  good  tunes,  as  soon  as  the  singers  have 
learned  to  perform  them  with  tolerable  cor- 
rectness, and  just  as  the  congregation  begin  to 
be  pleased  with  them,  should  be  capriciously 
exchanged  for  others.  Good  tunes,  to  be  per- 
formed with  any  adequate  effect,  must  be  per- 
fectly familiar  to  the  performers.  It  is  impos- 
sible that  a  psalm  or  hymn  should  be  performed 
with  proper  expression,  when  the  tune  is  not 
familiar;  and  until  singing  choirs  will  be  content 
with  the  use  of  a  few  standard  tunes,  not  en- 
tirely excluding,  however,  the  occasional  use  of 
others,  Expression,  that  most  important  pail 
of  good  musical  performance  will  be  hut  little 


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F11E1AOE. 


VII 


known.  Besides,  good  tunes  must  be  famil- 
iarized by  use,  before  their  beauties  and  excel- 
lencies will  be  in  any  good  degree  perceived  and 
felt;  the  longer  and  better  they  are  practised, 
the  more  they  will  be  loved  and  admired;  and 
when  they  are  lightly  esteemed,  or  willingly 
exchanged  for  others,  it  must  be  owing  not  to 
a  familiar  acquaintance  with  them,  but  to  the 
want  of  such  acquaintance. 

In  assigning  particular  tunes  far  the  several 
psalms  and  hymns,  regard  has  been  had,  not 
merwly  to  the  different  key,  but  also  to  the  pe- 
culiar air  and  character  of  each  tune,  and  its 
appropriate  adaptation  to  the  psalm  or  hymn 
for  which  it  is  assigned.  If  therefore,  in  any 
instance,  the  leader  of  the  choir,  for  some  par- 
ticular reason,  think  it  not  best  to  sing  the  tune, 
or  either  of  the  tunes,  referred  to;  still  the 
reference  may  be  of  use,  as  a  direction  to  the 
sort  of  tune,  suitable  to  be  chosen. 

Of  the  several  parts  of  this  undertaking,  that 
of  marking  the  psalms  and  hymns  -with  ref- 
erence to  Expression,  was  not  the  least  diffi- 
cult. To  indicate  indeed,  all  the  variations, 
which  a  skilful  and  well  practised  performer 
would  observe,  were  impracticable;  to  desig- 
nate some  of  the  principal  of  them  only,  is  what 
has  been  attempted.  The  method  adopted  for 
this  purpose  is  simple,  and  easy  to  be  under- 
stood. 

The  movement  is  divided  into  five  degrees, 
which  are  supposed  to  be  indicated  by  five  vow- 
els, in  Roman  letter:  viz.  a — very  slow;  e — 
slow;  i — common;  o — quick;  u — very  quick:  but 
in  the  actual  marking,  the  i  is  omitted;  as  it  was 
deemed  unnecessary  for  passages  requiring  only 
the  common  movement  to  be  marked. — The 
quantity  of  voice  is  also  divided  into  five  de- 
grees, which,  in  like  manner,  are  indicated  by 
the  same  vowels  in  Italick  letter,  viz.  a — very 
soft;  e — soft;  i — common,  but  omitted  in  the 
marking;  a — loud;  u — very  loud. 

In  some  passages  a  variation  is  required  both 
of  movement  and  quantity.  The  Pathetick  in 
general,  and  some  other  kinds  of  sentiment,  re- 
quire the  slow  and  soft:  this  expression  is  de- 
noted by  the  letter  p.  The  Grand  requires 
the  slow  and  loud;  this  expression  is  denoted  by 
the  letter  g.  The  Beautiful  requires  the  quick 
and  soft;  this  expression  is  denoted  by  the  let- 
ter b.  The  Spirited  requires  the  quick  and 
loud;  this  expression  is  denoted  by  the  letter  s. 

Some  passages  require,  not  any  considerable 
change  from  the  common,  either  in  movement 
or  quantity;  but  either  a  peculiar  distinctness 
of  utterance,  or  some  peculiar  distinction  in  the 
tone,  or  modulation  of  voice.    This  expression, 


or  rather  these  varieties  of  expression,  are  de- 
noted by  the  letter  d.  This  symbol  is  intended, 
not  so  much  to  indicate  the  particular  manner 
of  performance,  as  to  arrest  attention,  and  no- 
tify that  some  peculiar  manner  is  required. 
Where  it  is  applied,  however,  whether  to  pas- 
sages marked  as  quotations,  or  to  such  as  ex- 
press abhorrence,  scorn,  indignation,  or  any 
other  passion  or  feeling,  the  judicious  performer 
will  in  general  readily  perceive  the  requisite 
expression. 

If  a  psalm  or  hymn  begins  without  any  sym- 
bol of  expression,  it  is  to  be  considered  as  com- 
mon, until  some  symbol  is  applied.  When  any 
symbol  is  applied,  that  is  to  be  considered  as 
being  continued,  until  some  other  occurs.  The 
short  dash  ( — )  after  any  other  symbol,  de- 
notes the  passage  to  be  in  all  respects  common. 

The  general  character  of  each  psalm  or 
hymn,  as  before  intimated,  is  intended  to  be 
designated,  by  the  tune,  or  tunes  to  which  it  is 
referred;  and  in  applying  the  symbols  of  expres- 
sion, each  passage  of  the  psalm  or  hymn  has 
been  considered  relatively  to  the  prevailing 
character  of  the  whole,  and  to  the  bearings  of 
the  several  passages.  Hence,  some  passages 
are  marked  differently  from  what  they  would 
have  been,  had  the  psalm  or  hymn  to  which 
they  belong,  been  of  a  different  prevailing  char- 
acter, or  the  passages  with  which  they  stand 
connected  required  different  kinds  of  expres- 
sion. 

In  the  Punctuation  regard  has  been  had  to 
musical  expression.  In  some  instances,  there- 
fore, different  points  or  pauses  are  inserted, 
from  what  would  have  been  used,  had  the 
grammatical  construction,  only,  been  regarded. 
The  dash  is  intended  to  denote  an  expressive 
suspension.  In  order  to  good  expression,  a  dis- 
tinct and  judicious  observance  of  the  pauses  is 
absolutely  necessary. 

In  reference  to  persons,  the  relative  ivlm  is 
preferred  to  that,  because  it  is  better  for  mu- 
sical sound.  For  the  same  reason,  in  reference 
to  things,  that  is  preferred  to  -which. 

It  will  not  be  unexpected  to  the  compiler, 
if  not  a  few  should  consider  all  that  he  has  done 
and  said  with  reference  to  expression,  as  wor- 
thy of  little  attention:  for  he  is  fully  aware  that, 
by  a  great  majority  even  of  singers  in  our  coun- 
try, this  subject  has  been  almost  totally  over- 
looked. He  does,  however,  entertain  the  hope, 
that  by  some,  and  by  many,  it  will  not  be  lightly- 
regarded.  In  this  hope  he  is  strengthened  bv 
the  knowledge  he  has  of  a  pretty  extensive  ex- 
citement, which  promises  well  for  improvement 
in   this   respect.    Expression  is  certainly  the 


▼Ill 


PREFACE. 


Tery  srml  of  good  musical  performance,  and 
cannot  be  too  earnestly  recommended.  In  sing- 
ing schools,  and  in  meetings  for  singing,  the 
practice  has  been  to  employ  the  time  in  merely 
learning,  or  rehearsing  tunes,  with  very  little 
attention  to  psalms  or  hymns.  This  is  a  cap- 
ital fault.  If  in  those  schools  and  meetings,  a 
due  proportion  of  the  time  were  employed  in 
singing  psalms  and  hymns,  with  particular  re- 
gard to  expression,  the  exercise  would  be  vastly 
more  interesting  and  improving.  Such  a  prac- 
tice would  eminently  serve  to  engage  attention 
— to  awaken  thought  and  feeling — to  cultivate 
judgment  and  taste;  above  all,  to  preserve  the 
minds  of  singers  from  fickleness  and  levity— to 

Salem,  Nov.  1S14-. 


imbue  them  with  the  divine  sentiments  of  Holy 
Song — and  to  impress  them  with  the  import- 
ance  of  singing  "with  grace  in  their  hearts 
unto  the  Lord." 

It  only  remains  for  the  Compiler  humbly  t« 
commend  this  Book  to  the  candour  of  the  re- 
ligious publick — with  the  devout  hope,  that  it 
will  promote  their  improvement  and  delight  in 
the  high  praises  of  God:  and  above  all,  to  the 
favour  of  Him,  who  is  "fearful  in  praises,"  and 
whose  approbation  is  the  highest  meed — with 
the  fervent  prayer,  that,  under  his  gracious 
blessing,  it  may  contribute  to  the  advancement 
of  his  great  salvation,  and  to  the  glory  of  his 
adorable  Name. 


a — Very  slow. 
e — Slow, 
o — Quick, 
u — Very  quick. 


HEX   OF  EXPRESSION. 

a — Very  soft.  J 

r— Soft, 
o— Loud. 
[         « — Very  lftud. 

d — Variously  distinctive. 


p — Slow  and  soft. 
b — Quick  and  soft, 
g — Slow  and  loud. 
s — Quick  and  loud. 


VySec  the  Explanation  in  the  foregoing  Preface.— -Tfte  Preface  should  be  read  attentively. 


CHRISTIAN   PSALMODY. 

PJLRT  I. 

WATTS'S   PSALMS   ABRIDGED. 


PSALM  I.    CM. 

The   Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  of 
the  Wicked. 

1  TjLEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place, 
Jfj  Where  sinners  love  to  meet; 

Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seal. 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night, 
o  4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 
Shall  his  profession  shine; 
WThile  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 
p  5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust; 
What  vain  designs  they  form! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff,  before  the  storm, 
g  6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 
Amongst  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand, 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 
-     '  York,     Canterbury. 

L.  M. 

The    Difference  between  the   Righteous  and 
the  Wicked. 

1  HAPPY  the  man,  whose  cautious  feet 
Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go; 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Amongst  the  statutes  of  the  Lord; 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With  pleasure,  pondering  o'er  the  word. 

!  .1  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green; 
b    \nd  heav'n  will  shine  with  kindest  beams, 

On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 
e  4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  cross'd: 

As  chaff  before  the  tempest  flies, 

So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost — 
g  When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 
1  "    * Querry.     Bath 

PSALM  2.    S.   M. 
Christ  dying,  rising,  inter  ceding, and  reigning. 
1    \y|  AKERS  and  sov'reign  Lord, 
1?  |   Of  heaven  and  earth  and  6eas, 
i?iv  providence  confirms  thy  wr 
And  8nc*yprs  thy  o'ecrfe* 


2  The  things,  so  long  foretold 

By  David,  are  fulfill'd; 
p  Wrhen  Jews  and  Gentiles  rose  to  slay 

Jesus,  thy  holy  child, 
o      6  Now  he's  ascended  high, 

And  asks  to  rule  the  earth; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 

And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth 
—    7  He  asks,  and  God  bestows 

A  large  inheritance; — 
g  Far  as  the  world's  remotest  ends 

His  kingdom  shall  advance, 
e      8  The  nations  that  rebel 

Must  feel  his  iron  rod; 
o  He'll  vindicate  those  honours  well 

Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 
Dover.    Sutton. 

C.  M. 

Christ  Exalted  and  his-  Enemies  -wanted- 
p  1   WHY  did  the  u  at  ions  join  to  slay 
The  Lord's  anointed  Son!1 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  down? 
— 2  The  Lord,  who  sits  above  the  skies, 
Derides  their  rage  below; 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through, 
d  3  "I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 
And  raise  him  from  the  dead; 
I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
And  wide  his  kingdom  spread." 
e  5  Be  wise,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth. 
Obey  th'  anointed  Lord; 
Adore  the  King  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word, 
o  6  With  humble  love  address  his  throne; 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die; 
— Those  are  secure,  and  those  alone, 

Who  on  his  gr  ce  rely.  Bedford  St.  Jinn's 

PSALM   6.     C.    M. 

Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed;  or,  God  our 

Defence  from  Sin  and  Satan. 
p  1  "\/|Y  God,  how  many  are  my  fears! 

;  w  J   How  fast  my  foes  increase! 
— Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  present  peace, 
e  2  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade, 

There's  no  relief  in  heav'n; 
And  all  my  spelling  sins  appear 

Ten  bi"  to  be  forgivV 


10 

~^3  Rut  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 
Slialt  on  the  tempter  trend; 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threatening  guilt, 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 
g  0  What  though  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 
All  arm'd  against  me  stood; 
Terrours  no  more  shall   shake  my  soul; 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 
f)  7  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfd  thy  grace, 
While  1  thy  glory  sing: 
JMy  God  has  hroke  the  serpent's  teeth, 
And  Death  has  lost  his  sting. 
*  8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs? 
His  arm  alone  can  save: 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

Canterbury.     JJarby. 

L.  M. 

Ver.  1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  8. 
Jl  morning  Psalm. 
1  O  LOUD,  how  many  are  my  foes, 
Jn  this  weak  state  of  flesh  and    blood! 
.My  peace  I  hey  daily  discompose, 
But  iwy  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

e  2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee,  1  rais'd  an  ev'ning  cry: 
Thou  heardst  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  help  was  nigli. 

— 3  Supported  by  thy  heav'nly  aid, 
1  laid  me  down  and  slept  secure; 
Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

o  i  But  God  sustain'd  me  all  the  night: 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong: 
fie  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
And  make  his  praise  my  morning  song. 

Worship.     Arm'ey. 


PSALM  4,  5,  6.  7. 


PSALM  4.    L.  M. 

Ver.    1,  2,  3,  5,  6,  7. 
Hearing  of  Prayer:  or,  God  our  Portion,  U7id 
•   Ghrist  our  Hope. 

1  f~\  GOD  of  grace  and  righteousness, 
\  f    Hear  and  attend,  when  I  complain; 

Thou  hast  enlarg'd  me  in  di  tress; 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  shame; 

e  How  long  will  scoffers  love  to  lie, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name? 
d  S  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 

From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside: 
e  He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  who  died. 
— ■&  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 

A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 
u   We  put  our  trust  in  God  alone, 

And  glory  ia  his  pard'ning  grace. 
■ — ii  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 
e   "Who  will  bestow  some  earthly  goodi"' 
— Hut,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray; 

Our  souls  desire  this  heav'nly  food. 
s  6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  pow'rs  rejoice, 

At  grace  and  favours  so  divine; 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice, 

For  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 

Green's.    Islington. 

C.  M. 

Ver.  S.  4,  5,  8. — An  Evening  Psalm. 
1   LOUD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray; 

1  am   forever  thine; 
•  f  ;»r  before  thee  all  the  day, 

«\<tr  would  I  dare  to  em. 


e    2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head) 
From  enres  and  bus'ness  free, 
'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed, 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 
-— S  I  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice,: 
And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peaoe, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep; 
Th)  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 

And  will  my  slumbers  keep.  Jiarbv.  York. 

PSALM  5.     C.  M. 
For  tlie  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  X   OHO,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  heir 
I  i  My  voice  ascending  high; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 

Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 
o  3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sighf 
The  wicked  shall  not  stand; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand, 
o  4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 
—5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 
In  ways  of  righteousness; 
Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 
Walsal.    Sundav. 


PSALM  6.    C    M. 

Complaint  in  Sickness:  or,  Diseases  healed. 
e  1  IN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not; 
I  Withdraw  the  dreadful  storm; 
Nor  let  thy  fury  burn  so  hot 
Against  a  feeble  worm, 
p  2  My  soul's  bow'd  down  with  hcayy  cares-, 
My  flesh  with  pain  opprest: 
My  couch  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days; 

I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass,, 
'Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

4  Shall  I  be  still  tormented  more? 
Mine  eyes  eonsum'd  with  grief; 

How  long,  my  God,  how  long,  before 

Thine  hand  afford  relief.' 
— 5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  speak. 

He  pities  all  our  groans; 
He  saves  us  for  his  mercy's  sake, 

And  heals  our  broken  bones, 
o  6  The  virtue  of  his  sov'reign  word 

Hestoies  our  fainting  breath: 
e  For  silent  graves  praise  not  the  Lord, 

Nor  is  he  known  in  death.         Wan'acre. 


PSALM  7.    C.   M. 

God's  Care  of  his  People  against  Persecutors. 
1    \.i  Y  trust  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
It  I    My  hope  in  thee,  my  God: 
o   Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend, 

From  those  that  seek  my  blood, 
e  2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 
My  soul  in  pieces  tear: 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
When  ia©  dehVrcv's  wear. 


PSALM  8,  9,  10. 


I] 


—3  If  I  Had  e'er  provokM  them  first, 
Or  once  abus'd  my  foe; 
Then  let  him  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honour  low. 
^    4  If  there  were  malice  found  in  me, 
([  know  thy  piercing  eves,) 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 
o  5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Their  pride  and  pow'r  control; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'rance  for  my  soul. 

—  Bedford. 

PS  A  L.M  S.     S.  M. 

God's    Condescension  in    conferring  Honour 
upon  Man. 

1  d~\  LORD,  our  heav'nly  King, 
™  "  Thy  name  is  all  divine; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high, 
I  raise  my  wond'ring  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies; — 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars, 
And  all  their  shining  forms, 

Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms-? 

4  Lo»d,  what  is  worthless  man, 
That  thou  should'st  love  him  so? 

g  Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 

And  lord  of  all  below. 
—    5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 

While  boasts  like  slaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 

And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 
o         C  How  rich  thy  bounties  are! 

And  wondrous  are  thy  ways: 
o  Of  dust  and  worms  thy  pow'r  can  frame 

A  monument  of  praise. 

St.  Thomas. 

L.  M.    First  Part. 
Verse  I,  2,  Paraphrased. 
Children  praising  (ion. 
1  ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  die  skies, 
Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread; 
g  And  thine  eternal  glories  rise 

O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 
— 2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

A  monument  of  honour  raise; 
e   And  babes  with  uninstructed  tongue, 
o   Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 
— 3  Thy  pow'r  assists  their  tender  age, 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground; 
To  still  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound, 
o  4  Children  amidst  thy  temple  throng 

To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  face; 
— The  Son  of  David,  is  their  song, 
And  young  hosannas  fill  the  place. 
e  5  The  frowning  scribes  and  angry  priests 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring: 
Revenge  sits  silent  in  their  breasts, 
o  While  Jewish  babes  proclaim  their  King. 
Jilendon.     Jiuth. 
L.  M.    Secoxd  Part. 
Ver.  3,  &c.  Paraphrased. 
Adam,  and  Chuist,  Lords  of  the  old  and  new 

Creation. 
0  I  LORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  first, 
Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 


That  thou  shrmld'st  ect  him  ami  his  race 

But  just  below  an  angel's  place? 

2  That  thou  should'st  raise  his  nature  so, 

And  make  him  lord  of  all  bemw; 

Make  evVy  beast  and  bird  submit, 

And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet? 
o  3  But  O  what  brighter  glories  wait, 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state! 
o  What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 

W  ho  condescended  to  be  born! 
e  4  See  him  below  his  angels  made! 
p  See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, — 
— To*ave  aruin'd  world  from  sin! 
o  But  he  shall  reign  with  pow'r  divine, 
g  5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 

The  rais'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 

New  made,  and  glorious,  shall  submit 

At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Qiterry.     Mnretnn. 

PSALM  9.    C    M.     First  Part. 

Wrath  and  Mercy  from  the   Judgment  Seat. 

1  VB/ITH  my   whole    heart    I'll  raise  my 

T  ?     Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim;     [song, 
Thou,  sov'reign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  nay  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace; 
My  God  prepares  his  throne, 

To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 
For  all  who  are  opprest; 

To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 
e  4  The  men  who  know  thy  name,  will  trust 
In  thy  abundant  grace; 
For  thou  hast  ne'er  forsook  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  fece. 
o  5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill; 
Who  executes  his  threat'nlng  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil.  Mcar. 

C.  M.    Secoxd  Part. 
Ver.  12. 
The  Wisdom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 

1  \V  HEN  the  great  Judge  supreme  and  just, 

Shall  once  inquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  souls  who  mourn  in  dust, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  dwu  children  raise: 

In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise, 
e  3  His  foes  shall  fall,  with  heedless  feet, 
Into  the  pit  they  made; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net, 

That  their  own  hands  have  spread. 
— 6  Tho'  saints  to  sore  distress  are  brought5 
And  wait  and  long  complain; 
Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  shall  their  hopes  be  vain. 
o  7  Rise,  grer.t  Redeemer,  from  thy  seat, 

To  judge  and  save  the  poor; 
g  Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  more. 
Colrhe.sier. 


•'.■5.VL..M  id.   t;.  M. 

Prayer  heard,   and   Saints  saz>ed  from   the 
Wicked. 
p  1  Vl/HY  ,,oes  l,,e  L0"1  st»n,l  oft"  so  faf? 
▼  ▼     And  why  conceal  his  facet 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress? 


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e  2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 
Thy  justice  and  thy  power? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, , 
And  still  thy  saints  devour? 
o  4  Arise,  O  Lord,  lift  up  thine  hand, 
Attend  our  humble  cry; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high, 
o  7  Thou  -wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  cause  thine  ear  to  hear; 
Hearken  to  what  thy  children  say, 
And  put  the  world  in  fear. 
—    8  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 
No  more  despise  the  just; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 

Thev  are  but  earth  and  dust.     Wahal 


PSALM  11,  12,  13,  14,  15. 

PSALM  13.    L.  M. 

Pleading  under  Desertion:  or,  Hope  in  Dark- 


PSALM   11.    L.  M. 

Cod    loves    the    Jtijhteous,  and   abhors    the 
Wicked. 

1    \M  Y  refuge  is  the  God  of  love; 
]  V  I    Why  do  my  foes  insult  and  cry, 

d      "Fly  like  a  tim'rous  trem'bling  dove, 
"To  distant  weods  or  mountains  fly?" 

ft  2  If  government  be  once  destroy 'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace,) 
And  violence  make  justice  void, 
Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress? 

g  3  The  Lord  in  heav'n  has  fix'd  his  throne, 
His  eye  surveys  the  world  below: 
To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 
His  eye-lids  search  our  spirits  through, 

—4  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so. far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace; 
What  may  the  bold  transgressor  fear? 
His  very  soul  abhors  their  ways. 

g  5  On  impious  wretches  he  shall  rain 

Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire  and  death! 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 

— G  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  souls, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere; 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  who  his  own  image  bear. 

Psalm  97.     Geneva. 


PSALM    12.     C.  M. 

General  Corruption  of  Manners. 
1  Tf  |  LLP,  Lord!  tor  men  of  virtue  fail, 

\  J    Religion  loses  ground; 
The  sons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound, 
e  2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break. 
Yet  act  the  flatt'rer's  part; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  side, 
Where  a  vile  race  of  men 

Is  raised  to  seats  of  pow'r  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  sword  in  vain. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 
And  blasphemy  grows  bold, 

When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxiug  cold; — 
o  G  Is  not  thy  chariot  hast'ning  on? 
Hast  thou  not  giv'n  the  sign? 
May  we  not  trust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine? 

g  8  Thy  word  like  silver  sev'n  times  try 'd, 
Through  ages  shall  endure; 
The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  thy  promise  sure.     Plymouth. 


p  1    |J  OW  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain, 
I   Like  one  who  seeks  his  God  in  vaiur 
Canst  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide, 
And  I  still  pray,  and  be  denied? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regarclest  not? 

Still  shall  my  sou,!  thine  absence  mourn, 

And  still  despair  of  thy  return? 

3  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast 
Be  with  these  anxious  thoughts  oppre3f  ? 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe, 

Kejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low? 
— 4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 

Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 
e  If  thou  withhold  thy  heav'nly  light, 

1  sieep  in  everlasting  night. 
— 5  How  will  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  boast,. 

If  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost? 
o  But  1  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 

And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 
— 6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest: 
o  My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 

My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

I'leyevs.     Jrmlry. 

PSALM  14.    CM.    First  Pakt. 

By  Nature  all  Men  are  Sinners. 

1  Tj^OOLS,  iri  their  hearts,  believe  and  say, 

IP    "That  all  religion's  vain; 
"There' is  no  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
"Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profane, 
Corrupt  discourse  proceeds; 

And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 
Look'd  down  on  things  below, 

To  find  the  man  who  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  astray, 
■  Their  practice  all  the  same: 

There's  none  who  fears  his  Maker's  handj 
There's  none  who  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  used  to  speak  deceit, 
Their  slanders  never  cease; 

How  swift  to-mischief  are  their  feet, 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin,  that  bitter  root, 
In  ev'ry  heart  are  found; 

Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

TVulsal.    Plymouth . 

PSVLM  15.    L    M. 

Duties  to  God  and  Man:  or,  the  Ciiiustian. 
e  1  11S7HO  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 


Great  God,  and  dwell  befoi  e  thy  face? 
-The  man  who  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 
2' Whose  hands  are  pure,whose  heart  is  clean; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean; 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue: 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 
3  [Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt: 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise, 
But  saints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes  I 


PSALM  16,  17,  18. 


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4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  liis  promise  good: 
]\Tor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  swears, 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears.] 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 
And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold; 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

•  6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  who  curse  him  to  his  face; 

— And  does  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 
7  Yet  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone: — 

o  This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

.   Leeds.     Oporto. 


PSALM    16.     L.  M.     Fikst  Part. 
Good  (forks  profit  Men,  not  God. 
e  1  "|_JKESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead; 
My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 
e  2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confest, 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am; 
My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest,, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 
— 3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  saints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do; 
These  are  the  company  I  keep, 
These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 
4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth, 
To  give  a  relish  to  their  wine; 
1  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth, 
Whose  tho'ts  and  language  are  divine. 

Portugal. 
L.  M.    Third  Pakt. 
Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope   of  the  Resur- 
rection. 
1   WHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong, 
His  artn  is  my  almighty  prop; 
o  Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
e  My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 
— 2  Though  iu  the  dust  I  lay  my  head; 
o  Yet  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 
—3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way, 
Up  to  tiiy  throne  above  the  sky. 
o  4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow; 
And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tasted  here  below,) 
Spread  heavenly  joys  thro'  all  the  place. 
JSioreton.     Quercy. 
C.  M.    FmsT  Part. 

Ver.  I 3. 

Support  and  Council  from  God. 

3  LEI'  Heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 
And  worship  wood  or  stone; 

But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast, 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 
He  fills  my  daily  cup; 

Much  am  I  plcas'd  with  present  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy; 
His  counsels  are  my  light; 

He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 


6  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-seeing  eye; 
Not  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  shall  move, 

While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 

Abridge.    Barby, 

C.  M.    Secoxd  Part. 
The  Death  and  Resurrection  oj  Christ. 
p  5  JESUS,  whom  ev'ry  saint  adores, 

Was  crucified  and  slain: 
o  Behold,  the  tomb  its  prey  restores! 

Behold,  lie  lives  again! 
— 6  When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 

On  heav'n's  eternal  hills; 
o  There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  smi'es. 

Sunday    Tioxoloscy. 

PSALM   17.     S.  M. 
Ver.  13,  Sec. 
Portion  of  Saints,  and  of  Sinners. 
1      A  RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
_/\  And  make  the  wicked  flee; 
They  are  but  thy  chastising  rod, 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee, 
p    2  Behold,  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain; 
Here — in  this  life  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain, 
e    3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boast  of  all  his  store; 
— The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 

My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 
o    4  I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God; 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Wash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood, 
s    5  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun, 
When  1  awake  from  death — 
Drest  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  breath.  Peckham. 

L.   M. 

The  Saint's  Hope:  or,  the  Resurrection. 

3  WHAT  sinners  value,  I  resign; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine: 
o  1  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 
p  4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show, 
— But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go — 
o  Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere; 
e  When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there? 
— 5  O  glorious  hour!  O  blest  abode' 

I  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God! 

And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 

The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul, 
a  6  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
— 'Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound; 
s  Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise. 

And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise.        Islington. 

PSALM  18.    L.  M.    Fiiist  Part. 

Ver.  1 G,  15 18. 

Deliverance  front  Despair:   or,  Temptations 
overcome. 

1  fTMIF.E  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength, 
I     My  rock,  my  tow'r,  my  high  defence; 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  found  salvation  thence, 
e  2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade; 
While  floods  of  high  temptation  rose, 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid) 


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TSALM  19. 


e  3  I  saw  the  op'ning  gates  of  hell, 
With  endless  pains  ami  sorrows  there; 
Which  none,  out  they  that  feel,  can  tell, 
While  I  was  hurried  to  despair. 
4  In  my  distress  1  call'd  ray  God, 
When  1  could  scarce  believe  him  mine; 

— He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint; 

©  Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

o  6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  Wast  of  his  almighty  breath; 
He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 
And  drew  me  from  the  depths  of  death. 

s  8  My  song  for  ever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  anil  his  pow'r.     Greciis. 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 

Ver.  20 -26. 

Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 
1  LORD,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere, 
Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear; 
Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 
And  thou  hastown'd  my  righteous  cause. 
'p  3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest! 
e  What  wars  and  struggling*  in  my  breast! 
— But,  thro'  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 

4  The  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 
That  works  and  strives  against  my  will; 

e  When  shall  thy  Spirit's  sov'reign  pow'r 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more? 

— 5  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward: 
The  kind  and  faithful  soul  shall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 
6  Thejust  and  pure  shall  ever  say, 
Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they; 

o    And  men  who  love  revenge  shall  know, 

u  God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 

Armley. 

L.  M.    Third  Part. 

Ver.  30,  31,  34,  35,  36,  &c. 

Rejoicing  in  God:  or,  Salvation  arul  Triumph 

1  JUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
e  Great  Rock  of  my  secure  abode; 
—Who  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord? 
g  Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God? 
— 2  'Tis  he  who  girds  me  with  Ins  might, 

Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield; 

And,  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight, 

Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 
o  3  He  lives,  (and  blessed  be  my  Rock,) 

The  God  of  my  salvation  lives; 

The  dark  designs  of  hell  are  broke; 
e  Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 
—4  Before  the  scoffers  of  the  age, 

1  will  exalt  my  Father's  name; 

3Sor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach  and  bear  the  shame. 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  seed, 
Thy  grace  for  ever  shall  extend; 

Thy  love  to  saints,  in  Christ  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

Quercy.    JVant-ivich. 
C.  M.    First  Part. 
Victory  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Enemies. 
1  WE  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore; 

Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd; 
Thou  art  our   strength,  our  heav'nlv  tow'r, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  shield. 


2  We  flv  to  our  eternal  Rock, 
And  fiVd  a  sure  defence: 

-His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  salvation  thence. 

3  When  God  our  leader  shines  in  arms. 
What  mortal  heart  «an  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms? 
The  lightning  of  his  spear? 
-4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

Atid  angels  in  array, 
In  millions,  wait  to  know  his  mind, 

And  swift  as  flames  obey. 
-5  He  speaks — and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 
Whole  armies  are  dismay'd; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 
-6  He  forms  our  geti'rals  for  the  field, 
With  all  their  dreadful  skill; 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  them  hearts  of  steel. 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest, 

For  his  own  churches'  sake; 
The  pow'rs  that  give  his  people  rest 

Shall  of  his  care  partwke.  Mear. 

PSALM  19.    S.  M.    First  Part. 
The  Book  of  Mature  and  the  Scriptures, 

1  1JEHOLD,  the  lofty  sky 
fi  Declares  its  maker  God; 

And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 

2  The  darkness  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  course  the  samej 

While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night, 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  diff 'rent  land, 
Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known; 

They  shew  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Christian  lands  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  his  word; 

Wc  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes; 

He  puts  his  Gospel  in  our  hand?, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit, 

His  promises  for  ever  sure, 

AntLhis  rewards  are  great. 
—  Watchman.    Sufioi/. 

S.  M.    Second  Part. 
God's  Word  most  excellent:  or,  holy  Fear 

3  HOW  perfect  is  thy  word! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just; 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  giv'n! 

O  m«v  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'n. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  O  who  can  ever  find 
The  errours  of  his  ways3 

Yet,  with  a  bold  presumptuous  mint], 
1  would  not  dare  transgress 


PSALM  20,  21,  22. 


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7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  sin, 
Forgive  my  secret  faults, 
And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 

Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

—    8  While,  with  my  heart  and  tongue, 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad; 
Accept  the  worship  aud  the  song, 

My  Saviourand  my  God.  Dover.  Pelham. 

L.  M. 

Nature  and  Scripture  compared. 

1  THE  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines; 
o  But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 
— 2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confess; 
o  But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 

Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 
— S  Sun,  moon  and  stars  convey  thy  praise, 

Hound  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand; 
o  So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  land, 
o  4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

'Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run; 

vTill  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 

That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  suu. 
e  5  Great  Suu  of  Righteousness,  arise; 
— -Bless  the  dark  world  with  heav'uly  light; 

Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 
g  6  Thy  nohlest  wonders  here  we  view, 

In  souls  renew 'd,  and  Sins  forgiv'n: 

Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 

And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heav'n. 
Green's.    Leeds. 
P.  M. 
The  Book  of  Revelation. 
b  5  I  LOVE  the  volumes  of  thy  word; — 

What  light  and  joy  these  leaves  afford; 
e      To  souls  benighu-d  and  distrest! 
— Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 

Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 
Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

C  From  the  disoov'ries  of  thy  law, 

The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw; 
These  are  my  study  and  delight: 
b  Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pass'd, 
Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 
e  7  Thy  threat'nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  eyes, 

And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies; 
o      Bat  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 

That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 

Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 
And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 
e  8  Who  knows  the  erroursof  his  tho'ts? 

My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain: 
— Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 

That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain.  St.  Helen's. 


PSALM  20.     L.  VI. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Victory. 

1  VjOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 

!^|    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry! 
Jehovah  hears  whim  Isra'l  prays, 
And  brings  deJiv'rance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
Better  than  shield's  or  brazen  walls; 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  «nd  strength  when  Zion  calls. 


e  3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice — 
Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

o  4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope; 
And  in  the  name  of  Isra'l's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

— 5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts: 

o  Our  surest  expectations  are 
From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hosts. 

— 7  Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear, 

Now  let  our  hope  be  firm  and  strong; 
o  Till  thy  salvation  shall  ap]>ear, 
%    And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song.  Blendim'. 


PSALM  21. 
V.  1 


L.  M. 
-9. 


Chrt9T  exalt'  d  to  t/te  Kingdom. 
1  TTfcAVID  rejoiced  in  God  his  strength, 

^  y  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  gracjt; 
o  But  Christ  the  Son  appears  at  length, 

Fulfils  the  triumphs  and  the  praise. 
— 2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy, 

In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand! 
g  Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 

And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  eommaud. 
— S  Thy  goodness  grants  whate'er  he  will:, 

Nor  does  the  least  request  withhold; 

Blessings  of  love  prevent  him  still, 

And  crowns  of  glory,  uot  of  gold, 
g  4  Honour  and  majesty  divine 

Around  his  sacred  temples  shine, 

Blest  with  the  favour  of  thy  facej 

And  length  of  everlasting  days. 
—  Cri8tle*trr*f. 

PSALM  22.    C.  M.    Second  Paut. 

Ver.  20,  21,  27 31. 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Kingdom. 
p  1  "1VJQW  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage^ 
W   "O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son; 
"Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
"The  powers  of  hell  alone." 
— 2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears: 
o  God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day. 

And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
— 3  Great  was  the  vict'ry  of  his  death, 
His  throne's  exalted  high; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth, 
Shall  worship,  or  shall  die. 

4  A  num'rous  offspring  must  arise0 

From  his  expiring  groans; 
They  shall  he  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 
e  5  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see, 

His  table  richly  spread; 
— And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

o  6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 
Of  our  incarnate  God; 
And  nations,  yet  unborn,  profess 

Salvation  in  his  blood.  Bedford.  St.Ahii\, 

L.   M., 
Christ's  Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 
p  1   NOW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord; 
When  he  complain'd  in  teai-3  and  blood, 
As  one  fyrsakeu  ofhh  God. 


16 

e  2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  Iheir  heads,  and  laugh'd  in  scorn; 
fi  "He  rescu'd  others  from  the  grave; 

"Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save. 

3  "This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 

"Roil  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend; 

"If  God  the  blessed  lov'd  him  so, 

"Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now?" 
o  4  Barbarous  people!  cruel   priests! 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts! 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  pow'r. 
p  5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

'Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet; 

By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 
— 6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry; 
o  Rais'd  froiu  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high; 
— The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 

And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. Carthage 


PSALM  23,  24,  25. 


PSALM  23.    L.  M. 

God  our  Shepherd. 
Y  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord; 
Now  shall  my  wants  be  wellsupply'd: 

His  providence  and  holy  word 

Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows, 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest; 

There  living  water  gently  flows, 

And  all  the  food's  divinely  blest. 
p  3  My  wand'ring  fbet  his  ways  mistake; 
— But  he  restores  my  soid  to  peace, 
o  And  leads  me  for  his  mercy  sake* 

In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness. 
p  4  Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  vale, 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrours  are; 
— My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 
o  For  God  my  shepherd's  with  me  there, 
e  5  Amidst  the  darkness  and  the  deeps, 
— Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay; 
o  Thy  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 

Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 
s  8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 

Attend  his  household  all  their  days; 

There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 

To  seek  his  face,  and  sing  his  praise. 

Green's.    Islington. 

S.  M. 

God's  tender  Care  of  his  People. 

1  THE  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supply 'd: 

Since  he  is  mine,  and  1  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place, 
Where  heav'nly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  puss, 
o  And  Full  salvation  flows. 

t      3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 
—        He  doth  my  soul  reclaim; 

And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
<5  I  cannot  yield  to  fear! 

e  Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
o  My  shepherd's  with  me  there. 

;i      5  In  spile  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread;  ' 
My*  cup  with  blessings  overflow  ". 
And  joy  exalts  my  head 


C  The  bounties  of  thy  love 
Shall  crown  my  foll'wing  days; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  1  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

Jlylesbwy .     Dover. 


PSALM  84.    C.  M. 

Dwelling -with  God. 
1  fipHE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
R     With  Adam's  num'rous  race; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 

e  2  But  who  among  the  sons  of  men 

May  visit  thine  abode? 
d  He  who  has  hands  from  mischief  clean, 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God? 
3  This  is  the  man  may  rise  and  take 

The  blessings  of  his  grace; 
This  is  the  lot  of  those  who  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face, 
o  4  Now  let  our  soul's  immortal  powYs 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare; 
o  Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors; 

The  King  of  glory's  near. 
e  5  The  King  of  glory — who  can  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  might? 
— He  rules  the  nations;  but  to  dwell 
With  saints  is  his  delight. 

Abridge.    Bedford'. 
L.    M. 
Saints  dwell  m  Heaven.-  or,  Christ's  Jlscensi'or.. 
d  1    1  HIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

And  men  and  worms  and  beasts  and  birds; 
— He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 

And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place, 
o  2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 

Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky: 

e  Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 

And  dwell  so  near  his  maker  God? 

d  3  He  who  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean} 
Him  shall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 
— 4  These  are  the  m^n,  the  pious  race, 

"Who  seek  the  God   ,f  Jacob's  face; 
o  These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 

And  dwell  in  everlasting  light.    Islington^ 
Pausk. 
o  5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high, 
— Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh! 
e  Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be? 
o  The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 
— G  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  display";, 

To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way; 
o  Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 

The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwell, 
g  7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode. 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

Oporto. 


PSALM  25.     S.   M.    Fihst  Part. 
Ver    1 11. 

Waiting  for  Pardon  and  Direction. 
1  T  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
J_  My  trust  is  in  his  name; 
e  Let  not  my  foes  that  seek  my  blood 

Still  triumph  in  my  shame, 
p      2  Sin,  ami  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 

Persuade-  me  to  despair: 
—Lord,  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  we'' 
That  I  may  'scape  the  scare. 


PSALM  26,  27,  29. 


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o     3  From  the  first  dawning  light 
'Till  the  dark  ev'ning  rise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever  longing  eyes. 
e      4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 
—5  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind, 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways; 
And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 
O      6  For  his  own  goodness' sake, 

He  saves  my  soul  from  shame; 

He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great,) 

Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Little  Marlboro'. 

S.  M.     Second  Part. 
Ver.  12,  14,  10,  13. 
Divine  Instruction. 
S      1  WHERE  shall  the  man  be  found, 
Who  fears  t'  offend  his  God — 
Who  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod? 

—  2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
o  The  secrets  of  his  heart; 

o      The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

—  3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 

Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 
With  such  as  to  his  cov'nant  stand, 

And  love  to  do  his  will. 
9      4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease, 

Before  their  Maker's  face; 
Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises, 

In  their  extensive  grace.  Dover. 

S.  M.  Third  Part. 

Ver.  15 '22. 

Backsliding  and  Desertion. 
1  MINE  eyes  and  my  desire 
Are  ever  to  the  Lord; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word, 
o      2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul, 

Bring  thy  salvation  near; 
e  When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 

Out  of  the  deadly  snare! 
p      3  When  shall  the  sov'reign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God, 
Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways> 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod! 
e      4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Does  but  enlarge  my  woe; 
p  My  spirit  languishes,  my  heart 
Is  desolate  and  low. 
7  O  keep  my  soul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame; 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name, 
e    8  With  humble  faith  I  wait, 

To  see  thy  face  again; 
o  Of  Isra'l  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
<1  He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain.  Plat/ford. 

PSALM  26.     L.  M. 

Self-Examination:  or,   Evidences  of  Grace. 
1    T  UDGE  iae,0  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways; 

•I  And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 
3 


e  2  I  hate  to  walk,  Thate  to  sit, 

With  men  of  vanity  and  lies; 

The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 

Are  the  abhorrence  of  my  eyes, 
o  3  Amongst  thy  saints  will  I  appear, 

With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence; 
e  But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 

The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 
—4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell'; 
e  There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 

And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  telL 
— 5  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 

With  men  of  treachery  and  blood; 

Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 

Among  the  saints,  and  near  my  God. 

Quercy.     Bath. 

PSALM  27.    C.  Al.    First  Paht. 

Ver.  1 6. 

The  Church  our  Delight  and  Safety. 

1  f  1  iHE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

X      And  my  salvation  too; 
o  God  is  my  strength;  nor  will  1  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires  — 
e      O  grant  me  an  abode 

Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 
— 3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 
And  see  thy  beauty  still; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will, 
e  4  When  troubles  rise,  and  9torms  appear^ 
—    There  may  his  children  hide; 
o  God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 

He  makes  my  soul  abide, 
s  5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high. 
Above  my  foes  around; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

Bedford.    St.  Martin's. 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 

Ver.  8,  9,  13,  14.— Prayer  and  Hope. 
I  SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
d      "Ye  children,  seek  my  grace," 
— My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 
o      "I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 
e  2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  rae, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away; 
e  God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 

In  a  distressing  day. 
e  3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  defr, 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die; 
o  My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  all  my  need  supply. 
— 4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believ'd, 
To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief — 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 
5  Wait   on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints,, 

And  keep  your  courage  up; 
o  He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints. 

And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

Barty. __ St.  Jnn's. 

PSALM  29.    L.  M. 

Storm  and  Thunder. 
1   |^1  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 

\~t  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  poff'rj 
Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  wle.re. 


18 

2     The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'r  aloud, 

Over  the  ocean  and  the  land; 

His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 

And  lightnings  Maze  at  his  command. 
g  3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail  and  wind, 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around; 
e  The  fearful  hart  and  frighted  hind, 

Leap  at  the  ten  our  of  the  sound, 
g  4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 

And  lo,  the  stately  cedars  break; 

The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 

The  vallies  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sov'reign  on  the  flood, 

The  Thund'rcr  reigns  forever  king; 
• — But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 

Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 
e  fi  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 

The  counsels  of  bis  grace  imparts; 
o  Amidst  the  raging  storm,  his  word 

Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

Psalm  97. 


PSALM  30. 


L  M 

Vef.  6. 

Health,  Sickness,  and  Recovery. 

1  T7.IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 

Jp    And  I  presnm'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night; 

Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 
d  "Pleasure   and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 
— 2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong,' 

Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  kmg; 
e  Soon  as  thy  face  began   to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 

— 3  1  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God, 

e  "What  canst  thou  profit  by  my  blood? 

"Deep  in  the  dust,  can  1  declare 

"Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there? 
—4  "Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace!  I  said, 

"And  bring  me-  from  among  the  dead:" 
o  Thy  word  i>ebuk'd  tlie  pains  I  felt, 

Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 
--5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 

Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praises  now; 

1  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 

And  ease  and  gladness  gird  ins  round. 
o  6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 

Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name;  fheav'n, 
o  Thy  praise  shall  sound  through  earth  and 
— Fot-  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n. 

Jlrmley. 

PSALM  31.    C.  M.    First  Paht. 
Ver.  5,  13—19,22,  23. 

Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  "I  NTO  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 

My  spirit  I  commit; 
Thou  has  redeem'd  my  soul  from  deathj 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear 
Maintain'd  a  double  strife; 

e-  While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  eotisprr'd, 

To  take  away  my  life, 
d  3  "My  times  are  in  thy  hand,"  I  cry'd, 

"Though  I  draw  near  the  dnst;" 
— Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 

The  God  in  whom  I  trust. 
e  4  O  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  servant  shine; 
And  saw  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 

For  Pm  entirely  thine. 


PSALM  30,  31,  32. 

— 6  Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free? 

How  wondrous  is  thy  grace, 
To  those  who  fear  thy  majesty, 

And  trust  thy  promises! 
o  7  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints;, 

And  sing  his  praises  loud; 
— He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 

And  recompense  the  proud.     Canterbury, 

C.  M.    Second  Paht. 
Ver.  7— 13,  18—21. 
Deliverance Jrom  Slander  and  Reproach. 
1  MY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 

My  God,  my  help,  my  trust; 
Thou  hast  preserv'd  my  face  from  shame-, 
Mine  honour  from  the  dust. 
p  2  'My  life  is  spent  with  grief,'  I  cry'd, 
'My  years  consum'd  in  groans; 
'My  strength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd, 
'And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones.' 
e  3  Among  mine  enemies^  my  name 
Was  a  mere  proverb  grown; 
While  to  my  neighbours,  1  became 

Forgotten  and  unknown. 
4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  side 
Seiz'd  and  beset  me  round; 
— I  to  the  throne  of  grace  apply'd, 
And  speedy  rescue  found. 
7  Within  thy  secret  presence,  Lord, 
Let  me  forever  dwell; 
o  No  fenced  city,  wall'd  and  barr'd 

Secures  a  saint  so  well.  York. 


Second  Paht 


PSALM  32.    S.  M. 

Forgiveness  of  Sins  upon  Confessioil. 

°  1i  \  BLESSEDsou,s  are  tnev> 

\  f  Whose  sins  are  cover'do'eit; 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 
—     2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 
c      3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  fest'ring  wound; 
— Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 

And  ready  pardon  found. 
o      4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress, 

Is  found  in  God  atone.  Dover. 

L.  M.    Fihst  Paht. 
Repentance,  Justification,  and  Sanctification, 

1  BLEST  is  the  man,  forever  blest, 
Whose  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God; 
Whose  sins,  with  sorrow,  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free; 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere, 
o  4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness, 
That  hides  and  caneels  all  his  sins! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace, 
Thro'  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

Green's.    Querent 


TSALM  33,  34. 


i<* 


L.  M.    Second  Part. 

Conscience  relieved  by  Confession  and  Pardon. 

#  1  While  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal  « 

My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  does  my  conscience  feel, 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart! 

2  I  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  secret  tuults  confess; 

— Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pardoning  wprd, 
o  Thy  Holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  shall  every  humbje  soul 
Make  swift  addresses  to  thy  seat; 

e  When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
— There  shall  they  find  a  blest  retreat. 

4  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

e  When  days  grow  dark  and  storms  appear; 
— And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  rae  safe  from  every  share;. 

Quercy'.     Bath. 


PSALM.  33.    C.  M.    First  Part. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence, 
o  1   Tl  EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lqrd, 

JlI  This  work  belongs  to  you; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 

How  holy,  just  and  true! 
o  2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  proclaim; 
,— His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 
The  heav'nly  arches  spread; 

And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 
To  their  appointed  deep; 

The  flowing  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  stations  keep. 
«  5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  stand: 
g  He  spake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests' on  his' command. 
6  He  scorns  the  angry  nations  ragej 

And  breaks  their  vain  designs; 
His  counsel  stands,  through  every  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

St.  Martin's.     Arundel, 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Creatures  vain;  and  God  all-sufficient. 

1  BLEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
Has  fixed  his  gracious  throne; 

Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  Ins  own. 

2  His  eye  with  infinite  survey, 
Does  the  whole  world  behold} 

He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 

And  knows  our  feeble  mould, 
d  3  Kings  are  not  rescu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies,  from  the  grave; 
Nor  speed,  nor  courage  of  an  horse, 

Can  the  bold  rider  save. 
e  4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts,  or  men, 

To  hope  for  safety  thence; 
o  But  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 

A  strong  and  sure  defence. 
e  5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust, 

When  plagues  or  famine  spread; 
-—His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just, 

Among  teu  thousand  dead. 


O  6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice. 
And  bless  us  from  thy  throne; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
Aud  trust  thy  grace  alone. 

Colchester.    Mear,. 

P.  M.    First  Part. 
Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 
o  1  YE  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice, 

Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  voice, 

Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  new, 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature,  and  of  grate, 
How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true! 
— 2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 
And  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves;- 
His  word  the  heav'nly  arches  spread, 
e  How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south* 
— And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  all  the  starry  armies  made. 
3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  aea?, 
Those  watery  treasures  know  their  placej 
In  the  vast  store-house  of  the  deep: 
g  He  spake  and  gave  all  nature  birth! 
And  fires,  and  seas,  and  heav'n  and  earth, 
His  everlasting  orders  keep, 
a  4  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore, 
A  God  of  such  resistless  pow'r, 
Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage; 
— Vain    are  their  thoughts,    and  weak   their 
g  But  his  eternal  counsel  stands,  [hands; 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

St.  ffellen'e- 

P.  M.    Second  Part. 
Creatures  vai?i,  and  God  all-sufficient. 
p  1  O  HAPPY  nation,  where  the  Lord 
Reveals  the  treasures  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne 
— His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  wayaj 
But  God,  their  Maker  is  unknown, 
d  2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  host, 

And  of  his  strength  the  champion  boast; 
In  vain  they  boast,  in  vain  rely: 
—In  vain  we  irust  the  brutal  force, 
Or  speed  or  courage  of  an  horse. 
To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 
e  3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion.  Lord, 
Does  more  secure  defence  'afford, 

When  death,  or  dangers  threat'ning  stand; 
o  Th}r  watchful  eye  preserves  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 
When  wars  or  famine,  waste  the  land. 
— 4  In  sickuess,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  our  Physician,  thou  our  shield, 
Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne: 
e  We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine; 

0  Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone;. 

:    Cumberland. 

PSALM  34.    L>  M.     First  Paht. 

God's  Care  of  the  Saints:  or,  Deliverance  I 
Prove?. 

01  T    OH  D,  T  will  bless  thee  all  my  day?, 
*j    Thy   praise    shall   dwell  upon   ray 

My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace,       [tongue; 
While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  son;;. 
— 2  Come  magtiifyt.be  Lord  with  me. 
Come,   let  us  ail   exalt  his  name; 
I  sought  the  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  exposed  my  hope  in  shsfme 


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PSALM  35,  36,  37. 


«3I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 
My  secret  groaning  reach' d  his  ears; 

— He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calni'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 
4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  shine; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

o  5  His  holy  aneels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  who  serve  the  Lord; 

— O  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  saints, 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word. 
C  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood; 

o  But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

Portugal.      Islington. 

C.  M.  Second  Part. 

Ver.  11 22. 

Exhortations  to  Faith  and  Holiness. 

1  COVIK,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord; 
And  that  your  days  be  long, 

Let  not  a  false,  or  spiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mischief,  practise  love, 
Pursue  the  work  of  peace; 

So  shall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  set  your  souls  at  ease. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  just, 
His  ears  attend  their  cry: 

When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust, 

The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 
C  4  What  though  the  sorrows,  here  they  taste, 

Are  sharp,  and  tedious  too; 
o  The  Lord,  who  saves  them  all  at  last, 

Is  their  supporter  now. 
e  5  Evil  shall  smite  the  wicked  dead; 
—    But  God  secures  his  own; 
Prevents  the  mischief  when  they  slide, 

Or  heals  the  broken  boue. 
e  6  When  desolation,  like  a  flood, 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls, 
a  Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

For  he  redeem'd  their  souls. 

York.     St.  Martin's. 

PSALM  35.  C.  M.    Second  Part. 

Ver.  12,  13,  14. 
Love  to  Enemies,  David  and  Christ. 
e  1  "B"!>EHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love, 
jTt  That  holy  David  shows; 
See  how  his  kind  aiTections  move 
To  his  afflicted  foes! 
— 2  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complains, 
And  seems  to  feel  the  smart; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

e  3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole. 

As  for  a  brother  dead! 
And  fasting  mortify  his  soul, 

While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 
<1  4  They  groan,  and  curse  him  on  their  bed, 
s      Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns: 
— And  double  blessings  on  his  head 

The  righteous  liod  returns. 
oSO  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears; 
—While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
"      And  pities  them  with  tears. 


— 6  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  King, 

Blest  and  belov'd  of  God, 
o  To  save  us  rebels  dead  in  sin, 
Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 
Hymn  Qd.    Barbv. 


PSALM  3fi.     L.  M. 

Ver.  5 9. 

Perfettiorts,  Providence,  and  Grace  of  Gov, 

1  th  IGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
lt~|     Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shinesj 

Thy  truth  shall  break  thro'  every  cloud, 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 
As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thine  handSj 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  Providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share. 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 

o  But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

e  4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  spring  } 

•The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 
We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast; 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord; 
A  ud  in  thy  light,  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

Old  Hundred     Sheffield. 


PSALM 


37.    C.  M. 
Ver.  I- 


First  Part. 
-15. 

Cure  of  Envy,  Fretfulness,  and  Unbelief. 
1  1  \\J  HY  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret? 
V  ?  To  see  the  wicked  rise? 
Or  envy  sinners,  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies? 
e  2  As  flowery  grass,  cut  down  at  noon, 
Before  the  ev'ning  fades; 
So  shall  their  glories  vanish  soon, 
In  everlasting  shades. 
— 3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust, 

And  practise  all  that's  good; 
o  So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 

And  he'll  provide  me  food. 
— 4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 
And  cheerful  wait  his  will; 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display, 
And  make  thy  judgments  known, 

Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
o      And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 
And  are  the  heirs  of  heav'n; 

True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 

To  humble  souls  arc  giv'n. 
— — •  Walsal.    Canterbury 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  16,  21—31. 
Heligion  in  Words  and  Deed^. 
1  WHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast., 

And  grow  profanely  bold? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just, 
Excels  the  siimer'3  goUJ. 


PS^LM  38,  59. 


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6  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  designs  to  pay; 
The  saint  is  merciful,  and  lends, 

Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives, 
Among  the  sons  of  need; 

His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 
To  slander,  or  defraud; 

His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 

His  feet  shall  never  slide. 
G  When  sinners  fall  the  righteous  stand, 

Preserv'd  frem  every  snare; 
They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land, 

And  dwell  forever  there.  Abridge.  York. 

C.  M.    Third  Part. 
Ver.    23—37. 
The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 
i  MY  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

Are  order'd  by  thy  will; 
Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again, 

Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 
'2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 

Their  virtue  he  approves-, 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 

Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 
3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 
e  5  The  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen, 
Not  fearing  man,  nor  God; 
Like  a  tall  bay -tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 
—6  And  lo,  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

Destroyed  by  hands  unseen; 
e  Nor  I'oot,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 

Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 
d  7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend; 
o  True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  -ways. 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

Colchester.    Arundel. 


PSALM  38.     U.  M. 

Guilt  of  Conscience  and  Relief . 
p  1     A  MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love, 
j\   Restore  thy  servant  Lord; 
Nor  let  a  father's  chast'ning  prove 

Like  an  avenger's  sword. 
2  Thine  arrows  stick  within  my  heart, 

My  flesh  is  sorely  prest; 
Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart, 
My  spirit  finds  no  root. 
e  3  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 
And  o'er  my  head  are  gone; 
p  The  burden,  Lord,  I  cannot  bear, 
Nor  e'er  the  guilt  atone. 
4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea, 

My  head  still  bending  down; 

And  1  go  mourning  all  the  day, 

Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

—6  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear; 

And  every  sigh,  and  every  groan, 

Is  noticed  by  thine  car. 


o  7  Thou  ait  my  God,  my  only  hope, 
My  God  will  hear  my  cry; 
My  God  witl  bear  ray  spirit  up, 

When  Satan  bids  me  die. 
Plpmnuth. 

PSALM  39.    C.  M.    Finsx  Part. 
Ver.  1,  2,  3. 
Prudence  and  Zeal. 
1  PT^HUS  I  resnlv'd  before  the  Lord, 
d         8      "Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue; 
"Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
"Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 
— 2  If  I  am  e'er  constraiu'd  to  stay 
With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel; 

Lest  scoffers  should  lh'  occasion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 
o  4  Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over  aw'd; 
o  But  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear 

That  I  can  speak  for  God.  Barby. 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  4,  5,  6,  7. 
The  Vanity  of  .Man  as  mortal. 
1  TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days. 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 
e  2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 
An  inch  or  two  of  time; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dur.t, 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 
e  3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move, 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain; 
o  They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  lovej 
— But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show;  • 
Some  dig  for  golden  ore; 

They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who, 

And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 
e  5  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust? 
e  They  make  our  expectations  vain, 

And  disappoint  our  trust. 
—  6  Mow  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope. 

My  fond  desires  recal; 
o  I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 

And  make  my  God  my  all. 

Bangor.     Cantcrbiutj. 

C-  M.    Third  Part. 

V.  9 13. 

Sick-bed  Devotion. 
p  1  GOD  of  my  life,  look  gen'.ly  down, 

Behold  the  pains  I  feel; 
e  But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 

Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 
— 2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 
They  come  at  thy  command; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word, 
Against  thy  chast'ning  hand, 
e  3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  humble  cries, 
Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes; 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Through  Ihy  repeated  strokes. 
p  4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 
We  moulder  to  the  dust; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withstand, 
Anxl  all  our  beauty's  lost.- 


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— 6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 
As  all  my  fathers  were; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 
7  But  if  my  life  be  spar'd  a  while, 
Before  my  last  remove, 
o   Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still 
And  I'll  declare^thy  love. 

Dorset.    Bishopsgate. 

PSALM  40.     C.  M.    First  Part. 

Ver.  1,  2,  3,  5,  17. 
A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  Distress. 
ell  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
1   He  bo»'d  to  hear  my  ery; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 
— 2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
V  here  mourning  long  I  lay; 
And  from  mv  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 
o  3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 
And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

o  4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad,; 
The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear; 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 
s  5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  lovt! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great! 
—We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough, 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 
6  When  Fin  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 
And  light  and  peace  depart; 
o  My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

Abridge.    York. 

C.  M.    Secosd  Paiit. 
Ver.  6 9. 

The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Christ. 
d  I  THUS  saith  the  Lord,  "Your  work  is  vain, 

"Give  your  burnt  oft'Vmgs  o'er 
"In  dying  goats   and  bullocks  slain, 

"My  soul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour,  "Lo,  I'm  here; 

"My  God,  to  do  thy  will; 
"Whate'er  thy  sacred  books  declare, 
"Thy  servant  shall  fulfil." 
o  4  And  see — the  blest  Redeemer  comes — 
Th'  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  the  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 
. — 5  Much  lie  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 
And  much  his  truth  he  show'd; 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteousness, 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 
e  6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pity'd  sinners  cries; 
—And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part 

Was  made  a  sacrifice. 
p  7  No  blood  of  beasts,  on  altars  shed, 

Could  wash  the  conscience  clean; 
o  But  the  rich  sacrifice  he  paid 

Atones  for  all  our  sin. 
o  8  Then  was  the  great  salvafionTspread, 
And  Satan's  kingdom  shook; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  seed, 
The  serpent's  head  was  broke. 

Sjmday.    Bethlehem. 


rSALM  40,  41,  4fi. 


PSALM  41.    L.  M. 

Ver.  !,  2,  3. 
The  merciful  Man. 
I    FJLEST  is  the  man, whose  bowels  move, 
I  f  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor; 
p  Whose  soul,  by  sympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow  saints  endure. 
— 2  His  heart  oontrives  for  their  relief 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do; 
e  He,  in  a  time  of  gen'ral  grief, 
— Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 
3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head, 
o  When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  death, 

Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

e  4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 

— God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiv'n; 

o  Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 

Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heav'n. 

Armley.     Shoel. 


PSALM  42.    C.  M.    First  Part. 
Ver.  1 — -5. 
Desertion  and  Hope. 
1  "^"WTITH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind 
e     ff       My  God,  to  thee  I  look; 
— So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find, 

And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 
e  2  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
C  So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 

My  heart  endures  with  pain. 
3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 

And  tears  are  my  repast; 
— The  foe  insults  without  control, 
d      "And  wher'e's  your  God  at  last?" 
p  4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 

And  all  our  work  was  praise, 
c  5  But  why,  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far, 

Beneath  this  heavy  load? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 

And  sin  against  my  God? 
— 6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove, 
o  For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 

And  sing  restoring  love.  Plymouth. 

L.  M. 

Ver.  6 11. 

Hope  in  Affliction. 
p  1  MY  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord— 
— But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind; 

And  times  of  past  distress  record, 

When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 
e  2  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noise, 

Swell  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  spread; 

Thy  water-spouts  drown  all  my  joys, 

And  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 
— 3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 

When  I  address  his  throne   by  day; 

Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove, 

The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 
e  4  I'll  cast  mysolf  before  his  feet, 
d  And  say,  *My  God,  my  heav'nly  Hock, 
p  'Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

'The  soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke!' 
— 5  I'll  chida  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low, 
e  Why  should  my  soul  indulge  in  grief  ? 
o  Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too} 

He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 


PSALM  44,  45,  4fr. 


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o  6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still, 
Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy.     Babylon. 

PSALM  44.    C.  M. 

Ver.  1,  2,  3,  8,  13 26. 

The  Church's  Complaint  in  Persecution. 

1  r   ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
Y_  4    Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace, 

When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days. 

2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 
And  make  thy  gospel  known; 

o  Amongst  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 

Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 
0  3   In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day, 
And  in  a  cheerful  throng, 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  song, 
e  4  But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame, 
Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 
— 8  Awake,  arise,  Almighty  Lord, 

Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace! 
e  Why  should  we  look  like  men  abhorr'd, 

Or  banish'd  from  thy  face? 
—11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

China.    Bedford. 

PSALM  45.    CM. 

Glories  and  Government  of  Christ. 
1    I  'LL  speak  the  honours  of  my  King, 

I     His  form  divinely  fair; 
None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 
b  2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heav'nly"  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  shed; 
— Thy  God  with  blessings  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head, 
g  3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince, 
Ride  with  majestic  sway; 
Thy  terrour  shall  strike  through  thy  foes, 

And  make  the  world  obey. 
,4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  stands, 
b      Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  saints  by  love. 
— 5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  stiU, 
e      But  mercy  is  thy  choice; 
U  And  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fill, 

With  most  peculiar  joys.   Arundel.  Mear. 

L.  M.    Second.  Part. 

Chnst  and   his     Church, 
e  1  THE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face! 

Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace! 
o  He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 

And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love, 
b  2  At  his  right  hand,  our  eyes  behold 

The  queen  array 'd  in  purest  jj^ 
—The  world  admires  her  heav'nly  dre9S, 

Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 

He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne>- 
b  Fair  stranger,  let  thy  heart  forget 

The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 


— 4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice; 
Let  him  be-  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker,  and  thy  Lord. 

s  5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies! 
And  all  thy  sons,  s  numerous  train, 
Each  like  a  prince  ia  ,^lory  reign. 

g  6  Let  endless  lx.nou  s  crown  his  head;' 
Let  ev'ry  age  his  praises  spread; 

—While  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

Oporto.   Green's. 

PSALM  46.  L.  M.  First  Part. 

Church's  Safety  amidst  Desolations. 

1  £^i  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

\J(  When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade. 

Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 

Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 
o  2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurl'd; 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  bury'd  (here; 

Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world; 

Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 
u  3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar — 
e  In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide; 
— While  ev  ry  nation,  ev'ry  shore, 
e  Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 
e  4  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God; 
b  Life,  love  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 

And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 
— 5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls: 

Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 
g  6  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threat'ning  hour; 

Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  andarm'd  with  pow'r. 
Leeds.  Blendon* 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 
God  fights  for  his  Church. 

o  I  LET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

Thtt'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rtse^ 
g  He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
e  The  nations  melt  the  tumult  dies. 
o  2  The  Lord  of  o'd  for  Jacob  fought, 

And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid: 
e  Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought  j 
a  What  desolations  he  has  made, 
o  3  From  sea  to  sea  through  all  the  shores,, 

He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease; 
g  When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars. 

He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace, 
s  4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear, 

Char'ots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame.-, 
p  Keep  silence  all  the  earth,  and  hear 

The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name. 

d  5  "Be  still —  and  learn  that  I  am  God' 
"I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands; 
"I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"But  still  my  throne  in  Zion  stands." 

e  6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 
e  While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
— Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
o  Defiance  to  the  cate9  of  hell.         Blend' 


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PSALM  47,  48,  49,  50. 


PSALM  47.  C.  M. 

Christ  ascending  and  reigning. 
o  1   A  «  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy, 
\  f  To  God  the  sov'reign  King! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus*  our  God  ascends  on  high, 
His  heav'nly  guards  around, 

Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpets  jojf ul  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  strains: 

Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  sing; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 
g  4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound, 
Let  knowledge  lead  the  song; 
Nor  mock  him,  with  a  solemn  sound, 
Upon  a  tiumghtless  tongue. 
—5  In  Isra'l  stood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chosen  race; 
•  But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
Ar.d  heathens  taste  his  grace. 
6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abraham's  God  is  known; 
g  While  pow'rs  and  princes,  shields  and  swords, 
Submit  before  i>is  throne. 

Christmas.    Arundel. 
FSAL..U  48.     S.  M.    Futsr  Part. 

Ter.   1 8. 

The  Church— the  Honour  and  Safety  <rf 

a  Nation. 
1     |~1  HEAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
\j(  And  let  his  praise  be  great, 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 
h      2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  stand! 
— The  honours  of  our  native  place, 
«  The  bulwarks  of  our  laud. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  distress; 
e  How  bright  has  his  salvation  shown 
Through  all  her  palaces! 

—  4  When  kings  against  her  join'd, 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there; 
d  In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 
o  They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

—  6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold. 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 
7  In  ev'ry  new  distress 
We'll  to  his  house  repair; 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 

Dover.  Peckham. 

S.  M.  Secono)  Part. 

Ver.  10 14. 

Gospel  Worship  and  Order. 
1  FAR  as  thy  name  is  known, 
The  world  declares  thy  praise; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honour  raise. 
o      2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill; 
o  Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 

And  counsels  of  thy  will. 
a    3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell; 
Compass  and  view  the  holy  ground, 
And  mark  «he  building  well. 


e    4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  VoWij— 
d        And  make  a  fair  report. 
5  How  decent,  and  how  wise! 
How  glorious  to  behold! 
— Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes; 

And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold, 
o    G  The  God  we  worship  now 
Will  guide  us  'till  we  die; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below,   ■ 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

Kibivorth.    St.  Thomas'. 

PSALM   49.    C.  M.    First  Part. 

Ver.  6 14. 

The  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riches. 
1    %»7HY  does  the  man  of  riches  grow 

If      To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow, 

With  every  rising  tide? 
4  Not  all  his  treasure  can  procure 

His  soul  a  short  reprieve; 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 

Or  make  his  brother  live. 
6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride^, 
d      "My  house  shall  ever  stand; 
"And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
"I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 
— 8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way; 
And  yet  their  sons,  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  say, 

And  act  their  works  again. 
9  Men,  void  of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
If  honour  raise  them  high, 
e  Live  like  the  beast,  a  thoughtless  race, 
a      And  like  the  beast  they  die. 

Wantage. 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  14,  15. 
Death  and  the  Resurrection. 
1  YE  sons  of  pride,  who  hate  the  just, 

And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  bro't  you  down  to  dust, 
g      Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 

o  2  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene; 
e      When  will  that  hour  appear? 
When  shall  the  just  revive  and  reign 

O'er  all  that  scora'd  them  here? 
— 3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive, 

When  sep'rate  from  the  flesh; 
o  And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave, 

To  raise  my  bones  afresh, 
s  4  Heav'n  is  my  everlasting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  sure; 
— Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume, 
e     But  I'll  repine  no  more.  Fork. 

PSALM  50.    C.  M.    First  Part. 

Ver.  1 6. 

The  last  Judgment. 

1  finHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne/ 
d  Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh; 
—The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 

And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 
d      "Judgment  will  ne'er  begin;" 

— No  more  abuse  his  long  delay, 
To  impudence  and  sip. 


PSALM  51. 


25 


g  S  Thron'd  on  a  cloud,  our  God  shall  come, 
Bright  flames  prepare  his  way; 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day! 
—4  Heav'n  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come; 
g  And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear, 

His  justice  and  their  doom, 
d  5  "But  gather  all  my  saints,"  he  cries, 
"Who  made  their  peace  with  God, 
"By  the  Redeemer's  saotifice, 

"And  sealed  it  with  his  blood. 
8  "Theh-  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to 
"Shall  make  the  world  confess  [  light; 

f,JMy  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 

jyiear.     Windsor. 

L.   M. 

Hypocrisy  exposed. 

1  THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  wains; 
Let  hypttcrites  attend  and  fear, 

Who  place  their  hope,  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith,  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Wretches!  they  dare  rehearse  his  name, 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit; 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  soothe  and  Hatter  those  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face; 

They  take  his  cor'nant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Deftl'd  with  lust,  defil'd  with  blood; 

By  night  they  practise  every  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure,  and  sin  the  more; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  oft"  the  dreadful  hour. 

e  6  O  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draw*  near, 

And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes! 
a  His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliv'rer  dare  to  rise. 

Geneva.    Babylon. 
P.  M.    Seconw  Part. 
The  last  Judgment. 

1  THE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 
Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north; 
From  east  to  west  the  sov'reign  orders  spread, 
Thro*  distant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead. 

The  trumpet  sounds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  re- 

Jjijtup  your  heads,  ye  saints,   with  cheerful 

2  No  more  shall  Atheists  mock  his  long  delay; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more;  behold  the  day! 
Behold  the  Judge  dcscend;his  guards  are  nigh; 
Tempests  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky' 

mm  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him  ■ 
Hlule  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

3  "Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell,  draw  near: 
— Let  all  things  come, 

"To  hear  my  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom' 

"But  gather  first    my    saints,"   the    Judtre 

commands;  [lands" 

"Bring  them,  ye  angels,    from  their  distant 

fl/ien    Christ   returns,   wake   ev'ry   cheerful 

„„.    £»«»».•        .  [vation. 

Mid  shout,  ye  saints,  lie  cows  for  i/our  sal- 

4 


4  "Behold,  my  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  good, 
"Seal'd  by  the  eternal  sacrifice  iu  blood, 
"And    sign'd    with    all    their    names; — the 

Greek,  the  Jew, 
"Who  paid  the  ancient  worship,  or  the  new." 
There's  no  distinction  here,  join  all  your  voices. 
And  raise  your  heads,  ye  saints,  for  heaven  re- 
joices. 

5  "Here,"  sailh  the  Lord,  "ye  angels,  Spread 

their  thrones, 
"And  near  me  seat  my  fav'rites  and  my  sons; 
"Come,    my    redeem'd,    possess    the    joys 

prepar'd 
"Ere  time  began,  "lis  your  divine  reward." 
Jl  hen    Christ    returns,    wake  ev'ry  cheerful 
passion;  [vation. 

And  shout,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  ymir  sal- 
Walworth. 

PAUSE. 

7  "Stand  forth,  thou   bold   h^sphemer  and 

«tc  P7fa,ne»  [vain; 

•Now  teel  my  wrath.nor  call  my  threat'nings 
I  hou  hypocrite,  once  drest  in  saints  attire— 
'I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire." 
Judgment  proceeds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  re- 
joices; [voices 
Lijt  up  yeur  heads,  ye  taints,  with    cheerful 

J^,"Can  l  be  flattered  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
1  hy  solemn  chatt'rings  and  fantastick  vows' 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestment*  to  be- 
hold, 
"Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold'" 
fjoa  is  the  Judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen   the  guilty,  when   his  vengeance 
rises. 

11  "Unthinking  wretch!  how  couldst   thou 
hope  to  please 

«4P?d'  a  ,Slji,it'  wlth  su<:h  l°ys  as  these? 
While  with    my  grace  and  statutes  on  thr 

«T.t0Te,'.   ,      ■  [wrong." 

Ihou  lovst   deceit,  and  dost  thv  brothV 

Judgment  proceeds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  re- 

Tft    i°lCCS-     t      ,  [voices. 

-Lijt  up  your  Jicads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful 

13  "Silent.  I  waited  with  long-suff'ring  love- 
±>ut  ilulst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  n> 
provei 
«Aml  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
1  hat  the  AU-Huly  would  indulge  thv  sin'" 
bee,  Ood  appears.'  all  nature  joins  t'  adore  him  • 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  sinners  jail  before  him> 
15  Sinners,  awake  betimes;  ye  fools,  be  wi3e' 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise- 
Change  your   vain  thoughts,   yeur  crooked 
works  amend,  [friend- 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,    make    the  Judge  your 
1  Hen  join,    ye   sainii,;    wake  ev'ry    cheerfu' 
passion;                                        Ivation. 
ft  hen  Christ  returns,  he  comes  for  your  sal-- 
Landaff. 

PSALM  51.    L.    M.    First  Part 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 
p  1    QfU&W  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive; 

C^     Let  a  repenting  rebel  live; 
e  Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free.' 

May  not  a  sinner  trust  m  thee? 
—2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 

The  power  and  glory  of  thv  grace; 
g  Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
— So  let  thy  paid'ninjyleve  he  fouud. 


PSALM  53,  55. 


3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
p  Here — on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 

And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 
e  4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace: 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 
o  5  Should  sudden  Vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
e  I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 
e  And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
— Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 
e  6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
—Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
o  Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

Carthage.     Geneva. 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 
Original  and  actual  Sin  confessed. 
?  1  LORD,  I  am  vile,  eonceiv'd  in  sin, 

And  born  unholy  and  unclean; 

Sprung  frctn  the  man,  whose  guilty  faM 

Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all'. 
■  2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 

The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death; 

Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart; 

But  we're  defil'd  in  ev'ry  part. 
j>  4  Behold,  I  fatf  before  thy  face; 

My  only  refuge  is^  thy  grace; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean; 

'The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 

Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 

Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
.  Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 
— 6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 

Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone: 
o  Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow, 

No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 
Armley.     Geneva. 

L.  M.     Tmnn  Pabt. 

The  Penitent  restored. 

•1  O  THOU,  who  hear'st  when  signers  cry, 
Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

—2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  fotm  my  soul  averse  to  sinr; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  Litis*  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

p  C  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just;' 
I>ook  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

--7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways-, 
Siiiiitr9  nhall  learn  thy  sov'reign  grace; 

>  I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  Wood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 
8  O  nny  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue! 

o  Salvation  shall  he  all  my  song; 

s   And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 
Gloucester.    Batk. 

C.  M.     Second  Patit. 
ft/ pent ance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Cawsr. 
^  I  (1  GOD  of  mei-cy,  hear  my  eall, 
My  load  of  guilt  remove; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall, 
Tl»at  bars  me  from  thy  love. 


— 2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 

o      Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 

o  Shall  spsak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 

And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 
e  3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone; 
o  The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 

Sufficient  and  alone. 
— 4  A  soul  opprest  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise; 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 

Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

Bishopsgate.  Canterbury. 

PSALM  53.    C.  M. 

Ver.  4 6. 

Victory  and  Deliverance  from  Persecution. 

1  A  RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
J\_    Who  thus  devour  her  saints? 

Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints? 

2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise; 
For  God's  revenging  arm 

Scatters  the  bones  of  them  who  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 
Of  armies  in  array; 

When  God  has  first  despis'd  their  host, 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Zion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  restore! 

Jacob  with  all  the  tribes  shall  sing, 

And  Judah  weep  no  more.  JMear. 

PSALM  55.    C.  M. 

Ver.  1 8,  16,  17,  18,  22. 

Support  for  the  afflicted  and  tempted  Soul, 
e  4  ik   WERE  llike  a  feather'd  dove, 

1  "  And  innocence  had  wings; 
— I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 

From  all  these  restless  things. 
e  5  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  g©^ 

And  find  a  peaceful  home; 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow, 

Temptations  never  come. 
— 6  Vain  hopes — and  vain  inventions  all* 
e      To 'scape  the  rage  of  hell! 
— The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call, 

Can  save  me  here  as  well, 
o  T  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 

Nor  will  he  long  deny, 
o  8  God  shall  preserve  my  soul  from  fear, 

Or  shield  me  when  afraid; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear, 

If  he  command  their  aid. 
— 9  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all; 
My  courage  rest  s  upon  his  word, 

That  saints  shall  never  fall. 
— — .  Canterbury, 

S.  M. 

Ver.  15,16,  17,  19,22. 
Dangerous  Prosperity:  »r,  Daily  Devotio.il. 
e      1  LET  sinners  take  their  course, 
And  choose  the  road  to  death; 
— But  in  the  worship  of  rav  God, 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light/ 

I  seek  his  blessing  ev'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 


PSALM  56,  57,  58,  60,  61. 


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o      S  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God: 
e  While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 

Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 
p      4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
Tbey  neither  fear,  nor  trust  thy  name, 

Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 
— 5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 

And  rest  upon  his  word, 
o      6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  Ipve; 
g  The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 

No  earthly  pow'r  can  move.  Aylesbury. 

PSALM    56.    C.  M. 
God's  Care  of  his  People,  in  answer  to  Prayer. 
el   /k  THOU,  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
^  j  And  makes  th'  oppressor  cease, 
Behold  how  enrious  sinners  try, 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 
3  In  God  most  holy,  just  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  trust; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 
— C  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 
Their  groans  affect  his  ears; 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  my  complaints, 

A  bottle  for  my  tears. 
7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raise  my  crys 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee; 
o  So  swift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky, 

So  near  u  God  to  me. 
— 9  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise; 
o  I'll  sing,  "How  faithful  is  thy  word; 

"How  righteous  all  thy  ways." 
— 10  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death, 
e      Oseta  pris'nerfree! 
o  That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath, 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee.      Wantage. 


PSALM  57.  L.  At. 

Praise  for  Pi  otection,  Grace  and  Truth. 

1    \M  Y  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
.iY.1  Of  boundless  loye,  and  grace  unknown, 
c  Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 

'Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 
— 2  Up  to  the  heav'ns  I  send  my  cry, 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform; 
o  He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 
— 4  My  heart  is  fix'd;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honours  to  his  name; 
o  Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 

My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
g  5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky; 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 

When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 
S  6  Be  thou  exalted,  Q  ray  God, 

Al>ove  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell; 

Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

Old  Hundred-     Blendon. 

PSALM  58.      P.   M. 

Warning  to  Magistrates. 
I    TUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
t|    Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 


When  one  oppress'd  before  you  stands! 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  'scape  secure, 

While  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hacd1;.' 
2  Have  ye  lorgot,  or  never  knew, 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too? 
g       High  in  the  heav'ns  his  justice  reigns.' 
— Yetyou  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains? 
o  5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  sky, 
— Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  snow  dissolve  and  ran; 
e  Or  snails  that  perish  in  their  slime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 
Vain  births  that  never  see  the  sun. 
p  6  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford; 

—  And  all  who  hear  shall  join  and  say, 
d  "Sure  there's  a  God  who  mles  on  high, 

"A  God  who  hears  hjs  children  cry, 
"And  will  their  sufferings  well  repav." 
St.  Helleris. 

PSALVl  60.    C.  M. 

Ver.  I 5;    10 — -12. 

Humiliation  for  Ditappointinents  in  War. 
el   J    OltD,  hast  thou  east  the  nation  off 
|  j  Must  we  forever  mourn i1 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath? 

Shall  mercy  ne'er  return? 
2  The  terrour  of  one  frown  of  tin  n  e, 

Melts  all  our  strength  away; 
Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine, 
We  tremble  in  dismay, 
p  3  Our  nation  trembles  at  thy  stroke, 
And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  hast  broke, 
And  save  the  sinking  land, 
o  4  Lift  up  thy  banner  in  the  field, 
For  those  who  fear  thy  name; 
o  Defend  thy  people  with  thy  shield, 

And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 
— 5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 
Their  guardian  and  their  God; 
In  vain  confed'rate  powers  unite 
Against  thy  lifted  rod. 

o  6  Our  troops  shall  gain  a  wide  renown, 

By  thine  assisting  hand; 
g  'Tis  God  that  treads  the  mighty  down, 

And  makes  the  feeble  stand.     Plymouth. 

PSALM  61.    S.  M. 
Ver.  1—6. 
Safely  in.  God. 
p    1  YWTHEN  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 
▼  f       My  heart  within  me  dies; 
Helpless  and  tar  from  all  relief, 
To  heav'n  1  lift  mine  eyes. 
e      2  0  lead  me  to  the  Rock, 

That's  high  above  my  head, 

And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 

My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

—  S  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

For  ever  I'll  abide; 
Thou  art  the  tow'r  of  my  defence. 

The  refuge  where  I  hide. 
o      4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name. 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 

I  shall  possess  the  same.      Aylesbury* 


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PSALM  62,  63,  65. 


PSALM  62.    L.  M. 

Ver.  5 12. 

JVb  trust  in  t/ie  Creatures;  but  in  God. 

1  ~\/t  Y  spirit  looks  to  God  alone; 

ill  My  rock  ar,d  refuge  is  his  throne: 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  im  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face; 

e  When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 

o  God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

e  3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 

The  baser  sort  are  vanity; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 

Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 
— 4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 

Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  dust; 

Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 

And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke? 
c  5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 

Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard: 
©  "All  power  is  his  eternal  due; 

"He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too." 
. — 6  For  sov' reign  pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 

Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne; 

Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 

Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward.         Bath. 

- I 

TSALM  63.    C.  M.    First  Part. 

Ver.  1,  2,  5,  3,  4. 
The  JMorning  of  the  Lord's  Day. 
o  1  *W7*  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
jPj     I  haste  to  seek  thy  face; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace, 
c  2  So  pilgrims,  on  the  scorching  sand, 
Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 
g  3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  pow'r, 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine; 
o  My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 

That  vision  so  divine. 
— 4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 
Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell, 
o  5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 
s  6  Thus,  'till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King; 
— Thus  will  I  lift  my  hand.i  to  pray, 
o      And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

Sunday.    Barby. 
Li    M. 
Delight  in  Gon  and  Ms  Worship, 
c  1  GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
— Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rests 
The  glories,  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 
2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  ami  my  God; 
And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties — 
Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood? 
<?  3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  Idee  I  look; 
As  travellers,  in  thirsty  lands, 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook 


o  4  With  early  feet  I  love  l'  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face; 
— Oft  have  1  seen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  pow'r  of  sov*  reign  grace. 
o  5  Not  fruits,  nor  wines  that  tempt  our  taste„ 

Nor  all  the  joys  our  senses  know, 

Could  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 

Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 
s  8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray,  or  praise; 

This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice; 

And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

Moreton.    SkOeL 

S.  M. 
Seeking  Gob. 
1  MY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
To  taste  thy  love  divine, 
e      4  For  life,  without  thy  love. 

No  relbh  can  afford; 
— No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord, 
o       5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praise  thee  while  I  live; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 
Such  food  or  pleasure  give. 
e      6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
I  call  ray  God  to  mind; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are,. 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 
—  7  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies; 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence, 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
o      8  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 

And  he  supports  my  steps.      JVtnvton. 


PSALM  65.  L.  M.  First  Fart. 

Ver.  1 5. 

Public  Prayer  and  Praise. 
I  fTTMIE  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 

"    My  God;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house^ 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows, 
p  2  O  thou,  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 

To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray, 
o  All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes, 

And  grateful  isles  of  every  sea. 
o  5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  prays; 
Babel  prepare  for  long  distress; 
When  Zion's  God  himself  arrays, 
In  terrour,  and  in  righteousness, 
g  6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afflicted  saints  request; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love  to  give  his  churches  rest, 
s  7  Then  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Zion's  hill  and  own  their  Lord; 
The  rising  and  the  setting  sun, 
Shall  see  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 

Weldon.    Quern  ^ 

L.  M.  Sf.cond  Part. 
Ver.  5—13. 
Divine  Providence  and  Grace. 
2  ON  God  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends; 
Where  the  Creator's  name  isknovi". 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 


PSALM  66,  6T. 


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3  Sailors  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Address  their  'frighted  souls  to  God; 
When  tempests  rage,  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  distance  from  the  shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempest  cease, 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace; 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  winds  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice; 
The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice, 

To  see  the"  earth  made  soft  with  show'rs, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drcss'd  in  flow'rs. 
10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  food  the  vallies  yield; 
The  vallies  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 
12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  diwne; 
O'er  ev'ry  field  thy  glories  shine; 
Thro'  every  month  thy  Rifts  appear; 
Great  God,  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year! 
JVantwich.  TrurQ. 

C.  M.  FinsT  Part. 

Prayer  heard  and  the  Gentiles  called. 

1  PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  lor  thee, 

There  shall  our  vows  be  paid; 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray, 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 
e  2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 

—  But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine; 

o  And  thou  wilt  grant  ub  pow'r  and  skill, 

To  conquer  ev'ry  sin. 
~ 3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose, 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  house, 

To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answ'ring  what  thy  church  requests, 
e      Thy  truth  and  terrour  shine; 

And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 

—  Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wond'ring  nations  see, 
The  Lord  is  good  and  just; 

o  And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 

And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 

g  6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 
When  signs  in  heav'n  appear; 

o  But  they  shall  learn  thy  holy  word, 

And  love,  as  well  as  fear.    Colches.  JMear. 

C.  M.    Second  Paht. 
Providence  in  air,  earth,  and  sea. 
I  'TIS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  pow'r; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 
o  2  Thy  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 
Successive  comforts  bring; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flow'rs  adorn  the  spring. 
—3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 
Heav'n,  earth,  and  air  are  thine; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  show'rs, 

The  author  is  divine. 
4  Those  wand'ring  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  arrouml, 
With  wat'ry  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground, 
o  5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

Bedford.  Arundel. 


PSALM  66.   C.  M.    Finsx  Past. 

GovgrningGod:  or,  our  Grace  tried. 
si    glING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
^J     Sing  with  ajmful  noise; 
With  melody  of  sounds  record 
His  honours,  and  your  joys. 
— 2  Say  to  the  pow'r  that  shakes  the  8k}', 
e      "How  terrible  art  thou! 

"Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 
"Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 
g  5  He  rules  by  his  resistless  might, 
a      Will  rebel  mortals  dare, 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war! 
o  6  O  bless  our  God,  and  never  cease, 
Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peaee, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways, 
— 7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suffring  souls. 
To  make  our  graces  shine; 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine, 
g  8  Through  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  ways, 
We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place, 

By  thine  unerring  hand.  Devizes. 

C.  M.  Seion-d  Paiit. 
Vcr.  13—20. 
Praise  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  NOW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
To  that  almighty  pow'r, 

Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made, 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known; 

Come  ye,  who  fear  ray  God,  and  hear 

The  wonders  he  has  done. 
p  3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 

I  sought  his  heavenly  aid; 
o  He  sav'd  my  sinking  soul  from  hell, 

And  death's  eternal  shade, 
e  4  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 

While  pray'r  employ'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard. 

Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

0  5  But  God,  his  name  be  ever  blest, 

Has  set  my  spirit  free; 
— Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  furn'd  his  heart  from  mc     Barbi/. 

PS  \IM  67.    C.  M. 

Prosperity,  Temporal  and  Spiritual. 

1  t^HINEon  our  land,  Jehovah,  shine, 
k^     With  beams  of  heav'nly  grace; 

o  Reveal  thy  pow'r  through  all  our  coasts, 

And  shew  thy  smiling  face. 
e  3  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  sho»c., 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad? 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God? 

o  4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
o      8ing  loud  with  solemn  voice; 
s  Let  ev'ry  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 

And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 
g  5  He  the  great  Lord,  the  sov'reign  Judge, 

Who  sits  enthron'd  above, 
Wisely  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 

In  justice  and  in  love. 
— 6  Earth  shall  obey  her  Maker's  will, 

And  yield  a  full  increase; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land, 

With  fruitfulne3s  and  peace. 


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o  7  God  the  Redeemer  scatters  round 

.    His  choicest  favours  here! 
g  While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 

Shnll  see,  adore  and  fear.         Bedford. 

PSALM  68.  L.  M.    Fmsr  Part. 
Ver.  1 6;  32 35. 

The  Vengeance  and  Compassion  of  God. 

1    U    ET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 

1  J  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight; 

As  smoke  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 

Before  the  rising  tempest  flies, 
g  3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky, 

His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high; 
s  Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace, 

Ye  saints  rejoice  before  his  face. 
e  4  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 

Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress; 

In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 

A  judge  most  just,  a  father  kind. 
— 5  He  bleaks  the  ca  >tive's  heavy  chain, 

Ar,d  pris'ners  see  the  light  agaiii; 
e  But  rebels,  who  dispute  his  will, 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still, 
g  7  He  shakes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms; 

How  terrible  is  God  in  arms! 
—In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known, 

Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 
o  8  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  blest, 

He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest; 
g  When  terrours  rise,  and  nations  faint, 

Gad  is  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

JBlendon.     Truro , 

L.  M.  Second  Part. 
Ver.  17,  18. 
Christ's  Ascension,  and  Gift  oftlie  Spirit. 
1  LORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  fiH'd  the  sky; 
Those  hcav'nly   guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 
g  2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there; 
While  he  pronoune'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 
o  3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captives  made, 
Were  all  in  chains— like  captives — led. 
s  4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
g  That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

Brentford.     Greerfs. 
L.  M.     Third  Part. 
Ver.  19,9,  20,  21,  22. 
Praise  for  Common  and  Spiritual  Mercies. 

1  WE  bless  tlie  Lord,  the  just  and  good, 
Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 
To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death; 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong; 

He  helps  the  weak  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love; 

c  But  the  wide  difference  that  remains, 
a  Is  endless  joys,  and  endless  pains. 


PSALM  68,  69. 


o  6  His  own  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  seas* 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
There  shall  they  taste  his  special  love. 
Weldon.    Leeds. 

PSALM   69.  C.    M.    Third  Part. 
Christ's   Obedience  and  Death. 

1  T^ATHER,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
JP    I  bless  ray  Saviour's  name; 

He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  has  rais'd  us  high, 
O      His  duty  and  his  zeal: 

Fulfill'd  the  law,  which  mortals  broke, 
And  fimsh'd  all  thy  will. 
— 3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 
Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp's  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound. 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood, 
o  4  This  shall  his  humble  foll'wers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest; 
— They,  by  his  death,  draw  neap  to  thee, 

And  live  for  ever  blest, 
s  5  Let  heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 
To  God  their  voices  raise; 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praise. 
g  6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God; 
Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates; 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 

Bethlehem      St.  Asaph's. 
L.  M.    First  Part. 
CnntsT's  Passion,  and  Sinners  Salvation. 
e  1  DEEP  in  our  hearts,  let  us  record 

The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord; 
a  Behold  the  rising  billows  rolL 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul, 
e  2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
— While  hosts  of"  hell  and  pow'rs  of  death. 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice  join, 
To  execute  their  curst  design, 
o  3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'r  and  love 

Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove; 
— Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  sins  which  we  had  done. 
4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 
The  honours  of  thy  law  rester'd; 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 
p  5  O,  for  his  sake,  our  guilt  forgive, 

And  let  the  mourning  sinner  livei 
o  The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shal}  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 

Dresden.    Armlcy, 
L.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  7,  &c. 
Christ's  Sufferiiigs  and  Zeal. 
1  'TWAS  for  our  sake,  eternal  God, 
Thy  Son  sustain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace, 
And  shame  defil'd  his  sacred  face. 
4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  bjood; 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 
He  felt,  and  mouru'd  them  as  his  own. 
e  5  His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  surround  his  head; 
They  curse  him  with  a  sland'rous  tongue, 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong 


PSALM 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 

And  charge  his  lips  with  blasphemies; 
a  They  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree; — 
p  There  hung  the  man  who  dy'd  for  me! 
e  7  ([Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones, 

Insult  his  piety  and  groans* 

Call  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 

And  inock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.] 
—8  But  God  beheld;  and,  from  his  throne 

Marks  out  the  men  who  hate  his  Son: 
o  The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 

Shall  pour  forth  vengeance  on  their  head. 
Geneva.    Carthage. 


PSALM  71.    C.  M.    FinsT  Part. 

Ver.  5 9. 

The  aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope. 

1  TkM  Y  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
i^J.    I  live  upon  thy  truth; 

Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strength en'd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  pow'r, 
With  all  these  limbs  of  mine; 

And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour, 
Pve  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen, 
Repeated  ev'ry  year; 

Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 
When  hoary  hairs  arise; 

—And  round  me  let  thy  glories  shine, 

When'er  thy  servant  dies. 
o  5  Then  in  the  hist'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 

In  ev'ry  line — thy  praise.  Fork. 

C.  M.  Second  Part. 
Ver.  15,  14,  16,  23,  22,  24. 
Christ  our  Strength  and  Righteousness. 
1  MY  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
e  Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace? 
—2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 
Thy  goodness  I  adore; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 
O  3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road; 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father  God. 
p  4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
—I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness; 

And  mention  notie  but  thine. 
a  4  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vict'ries  of  my  King! 
e  My  soul,  redeem'd  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

Barby.  Sunday. 
C.  M.  Third  Part. 
Ver.  17— -^l . 
The  aged  Christian's  Prayer  and  Song. 
1  GOD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 

The  guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 

And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

p  2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart? 

Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years.'' 

TfGoiLnry  strength,  depart 


71,  72.  31 

3  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 
To  the  surviving  age, 
.     And  leave  the  savour  of  thy  name 

When  1  shall  quit  the  stage. 
e  4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  deatb 

Attends  my  next  remove; 
— O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love! 
7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  sov'reign  pow'r  to  save; 
At  thy  command  1  venture  down. 
Securely  to  the  grave. 
e  8  When  I  lie  bury'd  deep  in  dnst, 
—     My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care; 
e  These  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  trost, 
o      To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 

Hymn  2d.  Canterbury. 


PSALM  72.  L.  M.    Fikst  Pa  it. 
The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  J^IREAT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
\Jf  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 

Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  pow'r,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heav'n  submits  to  his  commands; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

o  3  With  pow'r  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  treads  th'  oppressor  in  the  dust; 
e  His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 

'Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 
b  4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  bis  influence  down; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 
—5  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 

The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
o  Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 
o  6  The  saints  shall  flourish*  in  his  days 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

Oporto.  Nant-wich. 
L.    M.  Second  Part. 
Chris fs  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 
1  JESUS  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  joumies  run; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more, 
o  2  [Behold  the  islands,  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  best  tribute  brings; 
From  North  to  South  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet, 
g  3  There  Persia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  shines  in  eastern  gold; 
And  barbarous  nations,  at  his  word, 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.] 
— S>  For  him  shall  endless  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  risf 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice, 
b  5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love,  with  sweetest  song: 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name, 
o  C  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns. 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  v  ant  *•■«  Meet. 


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— 7  [Where  he  displays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  buast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

g  8  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise — and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  their  King: 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  A?nen.~] 

Sheffield.  Leeds- 

PSALM  73.     C.  M.    Second  Part. 

Ver.  23—28. 
God  our  Portion,  here  and  hereafter. 
1    J  ^  OD,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope, 

\Jl     My  help  torever  near; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 

When  sinking  in  despair. 
2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet, 

Through  this  dark  wilderness; 
T  hine  hand  conduct  me  near  tby  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  faoe. 
e  3  Wei*  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 
'T  would  be  no  joy  to  me; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode/ 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 
e  4  What  if  the  springs  of  Iife»were  broke, 

A  rid  flesh  and  heart  should  faint!1 
o  God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  8tre  ngth  of  ev'ry  saint. 
p  5  Behold,  the  sinners  who  remove 
Far  from  thy  presence — die; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 
—6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ; 
a  My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
u      And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

St.  Ami's.  Heading. 
L.  M. 
Ver.  22,  3,6,  17—20. 
The  Prosperity  of  Sinners  cursed. 
e  1  LORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  1, 
To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  see  the  wicked,  plac'don  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  shine? 
p  2  But,  Oh,  their  end — their  dreadful  end! 
Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so: 
On  slipp'ry  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below, 
d  3  Now  let  them  boast  how  tall  they  rise, 
— I'll  never  envy  them  again; 
d  There  they  may  stand  with  haughty  eyes, 
a  'Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endless  pain. 
e  4  Their  fancy'd  joys,  how  fast  they  flee! 
Just  like  a  dream,  when  man  awakes: 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 
i       Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 
— 5  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine, 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood; 

o  Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  ait  mine, 

My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

Geneva.  Babylon. 
S.  M. 
The  Mystery  of  Providence  -unfolded. 

1  SURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
Nor  is  religion  vain; 

Though  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine, 

While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes, 
Jn  robes  of  honour  shine. 


PSALM  73,  74,  75,  76. 


7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  suspense; 

'Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word,  with  light  and  pow'r, 
Did  my  mistakes  amend; 

I  view'd  the  sinners  lives  before, 
But  here  I  learn  their  end. 
p      9  On  what  a  slipp'ry  steep, 

The  thoughtless  wretches  go; 
And,  Oh,  that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 
That  waits  their  fall  below! 
e    10  Lord  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine; 
— I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine.  Jlylesbwy 

PSALM  74.    C.  M. 

The  Church,  in  Affliction,  pleading  -with  Gor. 
1   "1TK7ILL  God  forever  cast  us  off.' 
f  J      HJ3  wrath  forever  smoke — 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chosen  flock? 
e  2  Think  of  the  tribes  so  dearly  bought, 
With  their  Redeemer's  blood, 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot; 
Where  once  thy  glory  stood, 
o  S  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  haste, 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls; 
e  See  what  a  wide,  and  fearful  waste 

Is  made  within  thy  walls, 
p  9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 
Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme! 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  song, 
And  bear  immortal  shame? 
e  11  What  strange  dehVrance  hast  thou  shown. 

In  ages  long  before? 
— And  now,  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 

1G  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  hast  made, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love; 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 

And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 
— —  Wantage. 


PSALM  75.  L.  M. 

Potver  and  Govermnent  from  God  alone, 
2  r  a  O  thee,  most  Holy  and  most  High, 

1    To  thee  we  bring  our  thankful  praise; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 

4  Let  haughty  sinners  sink  their  pride; 
Nor  lift  so  high  their  scornful  head; 
But  lay  their  foolish  thoughts  aside, 

And  own  the  powers  that  God  hath  made; 

5  Such  honours  never  come  by  chance, 
Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow; 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance; 
'lis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

G  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth, 
Shall  fix  a  tyrant  on  the  throne; 
God,  the  great  sovereign  of  the  earth. 
Will  rise  and  make  his  justice  known. 
—  Blenion. 


PSALM  76.    C.  M. 

God  in  Zion  terrible  to  Iter  Enemies. 
I  TN  Judah,  God  of  old  was  knoVn, 

§_     His  name  in  Israel  great; 
In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 

And  Zion  was  his  scat. 


PSALM  77,  78. 


3S 


a  3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  tbe  threat'ning  spear; 
The  how,  the  arrows,  and  the  sword, 

And  crush'd  th'  Assyiian  war. 
e  4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  eke, 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey? 
— The  hill,  on  which  J  eiiovah  dwells, 
o       Is  glorious  more  than  they, 
a  7  What  pow'r  can  stand  before  his  sight, 

When  once  his  wrath  appears? 
a  When  heav'n  shines  round  with  dreadful  light, 

The  earth  lies  still  and  fears. 
— 8  When  God  in  his  own  sov'reign  ways 

Comes  down  to  save  th'  opprest, 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise, 

And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 
Bedford. 

PSALM  77.    C.  M.  First  Paut. 
JVUlaiicholy  and  Hope. 
«  1  npO  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 
I  sought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  sad  clay  when  troubles  rose, 
And  fill'd  my  heart  with  fear. 

p  2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 
My  soul  refused  relief; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  just  and  wise, 

But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 
7  Will  he  forever  cast  me  off? 

His  promise  ever  fail? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love? 
Shall  anger  still  prevail? 
— 8  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought, 
This  dark,  despairing  frame, 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought; 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 
o  9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 
And  t&lk  thy  wonders  o'er; 
Thy  wonders  of  recov'ring  grace, 
When  flesh  could  hope  no  more. 
o  10  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne; 
—    And  men  who  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord.  Abridge. 

C.   M.     Second  Patit. 
Israel  brought  from  Eqypt  to  Canaan. 
e  1  "HOW  awful  is  thy  chast'ning  rod" — 
(May  thine  own  children  say) 
"The  great,  the  wise.,  the  dreadful  God! 
"How  holy  in  his  way!" 
— 3  Long  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie 
With  Egypt's  yoke  opprest; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 

Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 
4  The  sons  of  good  old  Jacob  seera'd 
Abandou'd  to  their  foes; 
o  But  his  almighty  arru  redeem'd 

The  nation  that  he  chose. 
—5  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 
Must  follow  where  he  calls; 
He  bade  them  venture  tlirough  the  deep, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls! 
e  6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  saw  thee  come;' 
o  Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  stood, 

To  make  thine  armies  room. 
— 7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  sea, 
1  hy  footsteps,  Lord,  unknown; 
Terroora  attend  the  wondrous  wsy 
1  hat  brings  thy  mevev-s.  down. 
— —  Wantare. 


PSALM  78.    C.  M.    First  Part. 

Providences  of  God  rehearsed  to  Children. 

1  "■    ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 
I  j    Which  God  perform'd  of  old; 

Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  knowifc 
His  works  of  pow'r  and  grace; 

And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Through  ev'ry  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons. 
And  they  again  to  their's! 

That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  securely  stands; 

That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands.  jilear. 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Israel's  Rebellion  and  Punishment. 

1  O  WHAT  a  stiff",  rebellious  house 
Was  Jacob's  ancient  race! 

False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 
And  did  his  laws  despise; 

Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  pow'r  before  their  eyes. 

3  They  saw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light, 
From  his  revenging  hand; 

What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  land! 

4  They  saw  him  cleave  the  mighty  sea, 
And  march'd  with  safety  through; 

Wkh  wat'ry  walls  to  guard  their  way 

'Till  they  had  'scaped  the  foe. 
£5  A  wondrous  pillow  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  shade  and  light; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  shelt'ring  cloud, 

A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirst  supply'd; 

The  gushing  waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  side, 
A  constant  miracle.] 
e  7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  most  high, 

And  dar'd  distrust  his  hand: 
d  "Can  he  with  bread  our  host  supply, 

"Amidst  this  desert  landi1" 
g  8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 
And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame; 
His  terrours  ever  stand  prcpar'd 

To  vindicate  his  name.  China. 

L.  M. 
Ver.  32,  ike. 
Saints  corrected  and  saved. 

1  GREAT  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prw, 
By  turns,  thine  anger  and  thy  love? 
There,  in  a  glass,' our  hearts  may  see 
How  fickle  and  how  f.fse  they  be. 

2  How  soon  the  faithless  Jews  forgot 
The  dreadful  wonders  God  liad  wrought! 
Than  they  provoke  him  to  hfs  face. 
Nor  fear  his  pow'r,  nor  trust  ihis  grace. 

3  The  Lord  eousunftl  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain; 

A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways, 
Wore  out  their  strength, and  ipent  their  days. 

4  Oft,  when  they  saw  their  brethren  slain, 
They  mourn 'd,  and  sought  tbe  Lord  HgatD| 
Call'd  bira  the  Hock  of  their  abode, 
Their  Hi^h  Redeemer,  and  ttv  jr  Go«L 


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5  Their  pray'rs  and  vows  before  him  rise, 
As  flatt'ring  words,  or  solemn  lies; 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
False  to  his  cov'nant  and  his  love. 

6  Yet,  did  his  sov'reign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deserv'd  to  live: 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  saw  their  flesh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  saw  temptation  still  prevail; 

The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  still, 
And  led  them  to  bis  holy  hill.  Ba  th. 

PSALM  80.    L.  M. 

The  Church  in  Affliction. 

1   I^REAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
%Jl  Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 

And  ledst  the  tribes,  thy  choien  sheep, 

Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep: — 
e  2  Thy  Church  is  in  the  desert  now; 
— Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  it  thro'; 

Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 

We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 
e  5  Hast  thou  not  planted,  with  thy  hand, 

A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land? 

Did  not  thy  pow'r  defend  it  round, 

And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 
— 0  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 

And  bless  the  nation  with  the  fruit! 
e  But  now,  O  Lord,  look  down  and  see 

Thy  mourning  vine,  thy  lovely  tree. 
o  7  Why  is  her  beauty  thus  defac'd? 

Why  hast  thou  laid  her  fences  waste? 
— Strangers  and  foes  against  her  juin, 

And  ev'ry  beast  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return; 

p  Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn: 
— Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
o  We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

Dresden.    JVLoreton. 

PSALM  81.    S.  M. 
Ver.  1,  8 — 16. 
Saints  -warned  and  exhorted. 
1    QING  to  the  Lord,  aloud, 
»^     And  make  a  joyful  noise: 
o  God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  God; 

Let  Israel  hear  his  voice, 
d      2  "From  vile  idolatry 

"Preserve  my  worship  clean: 

"I  am  the  Lord,  who  set  thee  free 

"From  slavery  and  from  sin. 

—  3  "Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 

"And  I'll  supply  them  well; 
t;  "But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 
"If  Israel  will  rebel; — 

d      4  "I'll  leave  theni  "  saith  the  Lord, 

"To  their  own  lusts  a  prey;  ' 

"And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  road — 
"'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 
5  "Yet  O  that  all  my  saints 
e  "Would  hearken  to  my  voice! 

— "Soon  I  would  ease  their  sore  complaints, 

"And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 
o      0  "While  I  destroy  their  foes, 
"I'd  richly  feed  my  flock; 
"And  they  should  taste  the  stream  that  flows 
"From  tliuir  eternal  Rock." 

Aylesbury.  Dover. 


PSALM  80,  81,  82,  83,  84. 

PSALM  82.    L.  M. 

God  supreme:  or,  Magistrates  warned, 
1     A  MONG  th'  assemblies  of  the  great, 


t    A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  seat: 
The  God  of  heav'n,  as  judge  surveys 
Those  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws? 
Or  why  support  th'  unrighteous  cause? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  more? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know, 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  shall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Possess  his  universal  throne; 
And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod: 

He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God.   Old  Hund. 

PSALM  83.     S.  M. 

A  complaint  against  Persecutors. 

1  i  ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
}\     Perpetual  silence  keep? 

The  God  of  justice  hold  his  peace. 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep? 

2  Behold,  what  cursed  snares 
The  men  of  mischief  spread; 

The  men  who  hate  thy  saints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head. 

3  Against  thy  hidden  ones 
Their  counsels  they  employ; 

And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 

Pursues  them  to  destroy. 
-    7  Convince  their  madness,  Lord, 

And  make  them  seek  thy  name; 
Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  shame. 
8  Then  shall  'he  nations  know 
That  glorious  dreadful  word; 
J.EH0V4H — is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  sov'reign  Lord. 

Little  Marlbor*'. 

PSALM  84.    L.  M.    First  Part. 

The  pleasure  of  Public  Worship. 

1  |_ |  OW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
W~Vi    O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 

With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys,  and  thee? 

4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty; 

Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

5  Blest  are  the  souls,  who  find  a  piace 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  graee; 

—There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 

And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise, 
i  6  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 

To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate; 

God  is  their  strength;  and,  thro'  the  road. 

They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 
i  7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength. 

'Till  all  shall  meet  in  heav'n  at  length; 

'Till  all  before  thy  faee  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Moreton.  Portugal 


PSALM  84,  85,  8G. 


35 


L.    M.   Second  Part. 
Gob  and  his  Church:  or,  Grace  and  Glory. 
1  GREAT  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

e  2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place, 
Within  thy  house,  QGod  of  grace; 

— Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  pow'r, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  the  door. 

*  3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
Prom  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within- 

— I  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

g   5  O  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee, 
Blest  is  the  man  who  trusts  in  thee. 

Castle-Street.     Green's. 

Paraphrased  in  C.  M. 
Ver.  1,  4,  2,  3,  10. 
God  preseiit  in  his  Churches, 
e  1  MY  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 

To  which  thy  God  resorts! 
— *Tis  heav'nto  see  his  smiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
o  2  There  the  great  monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  pow'r  displays; 
o  And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 

With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays. 
b  3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heav'nly  Dove, 

Descends  and  fills  the  place; 
— While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 

And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 
o  4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercies  there, 

And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

— —  Doxology.  Arundel, 

P.  M. 

Longing  for  the  house  oj  God. 
1  LORD  ot  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant,  and  how  fair, 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  arel 

To  thine  abode 

My  heart  aspires, 

With  warm  desireg, 

To  see  my  God. 
o  3  O  happy  souls,  who  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men,  who  pay 
Their  constant  service  there! 

They  praise  thee  still; 

And  happy  they, 

Who  love  the  way 

To  Zion's  hill. 

— i  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
o  'Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

'Till  each  in  heav'n  appears. 
o      O  glorious  seat, 

When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  fecV? 


—6  God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  lill'd, 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence. 

He  shali  bestow 

On  Jacob's  race 

Peculiar  grace, 

And  glory  too. 
o  7  The  Lord  his  people  loves; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approve?, 
From  pure  and  pious  souls . 
o      Thrice  happy  he, 

O  God  of  hosts, 

Whose  spirit  trusts 

Alone  in  thee.  JJethesda. 

PSALM  85.    L.  M.  First  Part. 
Ver.  1 — 8. — Deliverance  begun  and  completed. 

1  TT  ORDjthou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 
JLi  Thou  hast  revers'd  our  heavy  doom; 

So  God  forgave  when  Israel  sinn'd, 
And  bro't  his  wand'ring  captives  home. 

2  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate; 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee. 
And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 

e  3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 

And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice; 

Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word; 

We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 
— 4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say; 
o  He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace; 
— But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 
e  Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase. 

All-Saints.  Armley, 
L.  M.  Secoud  Part. 

Ver.  9,  &c. 
Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  SALVATION  is  forever  nigh 

The  souls  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord; 

And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
'    Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford, 
b  2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven; 

By  his  obedience  so  complete, 

Justice  ispleaa'd   and  peace  is  giv'n. 
o  3  Now  truth  and  honour  shall  abound, 

Religion  dwell  on  earth  again; 

And  heav'nly  influence  bless  the  ground. 

In  our  Redeemer's  genLle  reign. 
— 4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 

To  give  us  free  access  to  God; 

Our  wand'ringfeet  shall  stray  no  more. 

But  mark  his  steps  and  keep  the  road. 

Islington.   Oporto. 

PSALM  86.    C.  M. 

Ver.  8 13. 

A  general  Song  of  Praise  to  God, 

1  A  MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
J\_  There's  none  hath  pow'r  divine; 

Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations,  thou  hast  made,  shall  brinj 
Their  offerings  round  thy  throne; 

For  thou  alone  dost  wondrous  things; 

For  thou  art  God  alone. 
3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet; 

Teach  me  thine  heav'nly  ways; 
And  my  poor  scntter'd  thoughts  unite^ 
In, God  ray  Father's  praise, 


PSALM  87,  89. 


o  4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  ray  tongue 
Shall  those  sweet  wonders  tell, — 
How,  by  thy  grace,  my  sinking  soul 
Rose  from  the  deeps  of  hell.  York. 


PSALM  87.    L.  M. 

The  Church,  the  Firth-place  of  the   Saints. 

i    £~S  OD,  in  his  earthly  temple,  lays 
\JK  Foundations  for  his  heav'nly  praise; 
e  He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well; 
o  But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 
«  2  His  mercy  visits  ev'ry  house, 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  tows; 
o  But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay, 

Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 
*  S  What  glories  were  describ'd  of  old! 

What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told! 
o  Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

o  4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew: 

s  Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  Hill,  where  living  waters  spring. 

— 5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  Ids  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear, 
As  one  new-born,  or  nourish'd  there! 

Green's.    Leeds. 

PSALM  89.   L.  M.    First  Part. 

Covenant  -with  Christ,  the  true  David. 

X  "BTlOREVER  shall  my  song  record 
_J"      The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord; 
s  Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  stand, 

Like  heav'n  establish'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  swore  and  said, 
d  "With  thee  my  cov'nant  first  is  made; 

"In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live, 

"Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

.S  "Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  ray  priest; 

•Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blest; 

"Thou  art  my  chosen  King;  thy  throne 

"Shall  stand  eternal,  like  my  own. 

4  "There's  none  of  all  my  sons  above, 
"So  much  my  image,  or  my  love; 
♦'Celestial  pow'rs  thy  subjects  are; 
"Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare? 

5  "David,  my  servant,  whom  I  chose, 
•'To  guard  my  flock;  to  crush  my  foes, 
"And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
"Was  but  a  shadow  of  my  Son." 

o  6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  sing 
Jesus  her  Saviour  and  her  King; 

s  Angels  his  heav'nly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

Nantviich.    Truro. 

C.  M.    First  Part. 

The  Faithfulness  of  Goo. 

1  MY  never-ceasing  songs  shall  show 
The  mercies  of  the  Lord; 

And  make  succeeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  9acred  truths,  his  lips  pronounce, 
Shall  firm  as  heav'n  endure; 

And  if  he  speaks  a  promise  once, 

Th'  eternal  grace  is  sure. 
e  5  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jewish  throne! 
0  But  there's  a  nobler  cov'nant  seal'd 

To  David's  greater  Son. 


o  4  His  seed  forever  shall  possess 
A  throne  above  the  skies; 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise, 
g  5  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  wondrous  way$i 
Are  sung  by  saints  above; 
And  saints  on  earth  their  honours  raise 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 

Colchester.    Abridge. 

&  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  7,  &o. 
Majesty  of  Gob:  or  Reverential  Worship. 
e  1  WITH  rev'renceletthe  saints  appear, 
And  bow  before  the  Lord; 
His  high  commands  with  rev'rence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
a  2  How  terrible  thy  glories  rise! 

—  How  bright  thy  beauties  shine! 

e  Where  is  the  pow'r  with  thee  that  wes? 

Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine? 
g  3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand; 
Darkness  and  day,  from  east  to  west, 

Move  round  at  thy  command. 
o  4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  controul, 

And  rule  the  boist'rous  deep; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 

The  rolling  billows  sleep. 
— 5  Heav'n,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine, 
e      And  the  dark  world  of  hell: 
a  How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  shine, 

When  Egypt  durst  rebel! 
g  (5  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

—  Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace; 

o  While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one, 

Invite  us  near  thy  face.  Plymouth. 

C.  M.    Third  Part. 

Ver.  15,   &c. 

JL  Blessed  Gospel. 

1  BLEST  are  the  souls,  who  hear  and  know 
The  gospel's  joyful  sound; 

Peace  shall  attend  the  jSaths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name; 

His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn, 
o  3  The  Lord  our  glory,  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives: 
g  Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 

Thy  God  for  ever  lives.  Devizes. 

C.   M.    Fourth  Part. 
Ver.  19,  &c. 
Christ's  Mediatorial  Kingdom. 

1  HEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said-, 
And  made  his  mercy  known: 

d  "Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  lard 
"On  my  almighty  Son. 

2  "Behold  the  man  my  wisdom  chose, 
"Among  your  mortal  race; 

"His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 
"The  Spirit  of  my  grace. 
9  3  "High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 
"My  people's  better  King; 
"My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down,_ 
"And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

—  4  "My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

"With  mercy  by  his  side; 
o  "While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  sea. 
"He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 


TSALM  89,  90. 


3T 


—5  "Me  for  his  Father,  and  his  God, 
"He  shall  for  ever  own; 
"Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  Abode, 

•  "And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

d  6  "My  first-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 
"At  my  right  hand  shall  sit; 
"Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
"And  monarchs  at  his  feet, 
g  7  "My  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  fast, 
"My  promises  are  strong; 
"Firm  as  the  heav'ns  his  throne  shall  Inst, 
"His  seed  endure  as  long."  JMear. 

C.  M.    Fiftb  Part. 
Ver.  SO,'  he. 
The  Covenant   of  Grace,  ordered  and  sure, 
1  "YET,  saith  the  Lord,  if  David's  race, 
"The  children  of  my  Son, 
e  "Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  ray  grace, 
"And  tempt  mine  anger  down; — 
■2  "Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 
"And  make  their  folly  smart; 
—"But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 

"Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 
3  "My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 
"But  keep  my  grace  in  mind; 
"And  what  eternal  lofe  hath  spoke, 
"Eternal  truth  shall  bind, 
e  i  "Once  have  I  sworn,  (I  need  no  more,) 
"And  pledg'd  my  holiness, 
"To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure 
"To  David  and  his  race. 

*  5  "The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise, 

"And  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
"Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies, 
"To  give  the  nations  day. 
g  6  "Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
"His  kingdom  shall  endure; 
"Till  the  iix'd  laws  of  shade  and  light 

"Shall  be  observ'd  no  more."  St.  Asaplts. 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.   47,  &c. 

Mortality  and  Hope. — A  Funeral  Psalm. 
e  I  REMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state, 
p  How  frail  our  life,  how  short  the  date! 

Where  is  the  man,  who  draws  his  breath, 

Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death? 
— 2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 

Our  flesh  and  sense  repine,  and  cry, 
p  "Must  death  forever  rage  and  reign? 

"Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain? 

3  "Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just? 
"Are  not  thy  servants  turn'd  to  dust?" 

— But  faith  forbids  these  mournful  sighs, 
o  And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word; 

a  Awake  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lovd.Pleyel's. 

P.  M. 

Ver.  47,  &c. 
Life,  Death,  and  the  Resurrection. 
e  1  THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man; 
e  How  few  his  hours,  how  short  his  span! 
—     Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave: 
C  Who  can  seofie  his  vital  breath, 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  (skill  to  fly,  or  pow'r  to  save? 


— 2  Lord,  shall  it  be  for  ever  laid, 
d  "The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust!" 
e  Are  not  thy  servants  day  by  'lay, 

Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay? 
e       Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just? 
— 3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 

And  all  his  seed,  a  heav'nly  crown' 
p       But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair: 
o  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  resurrection  there. 
o  4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward, 
—    For  all  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain; 
s  Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 

Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
g      And  each  repeat  their  loud — Amen. 

Harhnvfov. 


PSALM  90.     L.  M. 

Jitan  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 

1  npHROUGH  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 

§_    Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode; 
High  was  thy  throne,  e'er  heav'n  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  r^ign'd,  ere  lime  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashion'd  into  man; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 

When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more, 
e  3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 

Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity; 
a  Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  was  just,— 
d  "Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust.'* 
— 5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream. 

Sweeps  us  away;  our  life's  a  dream; 
p  An  empty  tale;  a  morning  flow'r, 

Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 
— 8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man; 

And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span; 

'Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

Carthage.    Worship. 

C.  M.    First  Part. 
Ver.  1— S. 
Men  frail,  and  God  eternal. 

1  OUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 

Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne. 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure; 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 

Aud  our  defence  is  sure. 
5  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  ev'ninggone; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 
e  7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 
Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 
o  8  Like  flow'ry  fields  the  nations  stand, 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light: 
e  The  flow'rs  beneath  the  mower's  hand, 

Lie  with'ring  ere  'tis  night. 
— 9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home.  Wantare. 


S3 


PSALM  90,  91,  92. 


C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  8,  11,9,  10,  1 '2. 

Mortality,  mid  Preparation  for  Death. 
e  1  LOUD,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults, 
And  justice  grows  severe, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  tho'ts, 

And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 
2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust: 
p       By  one  one nee  to  thee, 
Adam  and  all  his  sons  have  lost 
Their  immortality. 
— 3  Life  like  a  vain  amusement  ftic^J, 
A  fable  or  a  song; 
By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 
e  4  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 

To  three  score  years  and  ten; 
p  And  all,  beyond  that  short  account, 

Is  sorrow,  toil  and  pain. 
—6  Almighty  (J  od,  reveal  thy  love, 
And  not  tlry  wrath  alone; 

0  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art, 
T'  improve  the  hours  we  have; 

That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave.  China. 

C.  M.    Third  Part. 
Ver.  13,  kc. 

Breathing  after  Heaven. 

1  RETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return; 
Earth  is  a  tiresome  place: 

How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face? 

2  Let  lieav'n  succeed  our  painful  years, 
Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease; 

And  in  proportion  to  our  teal's, 
So  make  our  joys  increase. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants  show, 
Make  thy  own  work  complete; 

Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  tliy  love  was  great. 
•  4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne, 
In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord; 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 

Meet  a  divine  reward.  Canterbury. 

S.    M. 

Ver.  6,   10,    12. 

The  Frailty  and  Shortness  of  Life: 
1  LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  frame! 
e  Our  life — how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

That  scarce  deserves  the  name! 
p      2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay, 

That  built  our  bodies  first! 
And  ev'ry  mouth,  and  ev'ry  day, 
'Tis  mould' ring  back  to  dust. 
—  3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay; 
o  Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight; 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 
,.       5  They'll  sooner  waft  us  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea: 
Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity,  Jlylesbury. 


PSALM  91.  L.  M. 

Ver.  1—7. 

Safety  in  Public  Diseases  and  Danger. 

1    3JjE,  who  hath  made  his  refuge — God, 
A  g      Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode; 

Shall  walk,  all  day,  beneath  his  shade, 

And  there,  at  night,  shall  rest  his  head. 

4  .Tust  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood, 

(From  birds  of  prey  that  seek  their  blood,) 

Under  her  feathers,  so  the  Lord 

Makes  his  own  arm  hiB  people's  guard. 
e  5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 

To  dart  a  pestilential  fire; 
o  God  is  their  life;  his  wings  are  spread 

To  shield  them  with  a  healthful  shade, 
e  6  If  vapours,  with  malignant  breath, 

Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
o  Israel  is  safe:  the  poison'd  air 

Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 
— 9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 

Receive  commission  from  the  Lord, 

To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest, 
o  Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest. 

10  The  sword,  the  pestilence  or  fire, 

Shall  b  ut  fulfil  their  best  desire; 

From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 

Aud  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

Shoel.     Oporto. 

PSALM  92.     L.  M.    Fiiist  Part. 
A  Psalm  for  the  Lord's  Day. 

1    DWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
J5  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and 

To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light,        [sing; 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 
e  2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  re6t, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast: 
— O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 

Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound! 
s  3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 

And  bless  his  works,  an<4  bless  his  word; 
e  Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine! 
e  How  chiep  thy  counsels!  how  divine! 
— 4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high; 
e  Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die; 
— Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 
o  Blast  them  in  everlasting  death, 
o  5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 

When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart; 

And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 

Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 
g  7  Then  shall  I  see  and  hear  and  know, 

All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below; 

And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  sweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  word  of  joy.  Green's. 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 
The  Church  the  Garden  of  God. 

1  LORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand, 
In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand; 

Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 

Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive,') 
Time,  that  does  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish,  strong  and  fair. 


PSALM  93,  94,  95. 


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4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true: 
None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind.  Qnerct/. 

PSALM  93.    L.  M.    Fibst  Part. 

The  eternal  and  sovereign  God. 

1    1  EHOVAH  reigns;  he  dwells  in  light, 
9$    Girded  with  majesty  and  might: 

The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 

Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 
e  2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 

Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 
»  3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 

And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies: 
e  Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  so  high! 
— At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure; 

Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure; 

And  everlasting  holiness 

Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

Old  Hundred. 

P.  M.    Fiwst  Part. 

God's  Majesty  and  Sovereign  Dominion. 

1  THE  Lord  of  glory  reigne;  he  reigns  on  high; 
His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  majesty; 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  'stablish'd  by  his  hand: 
Long  stood  his  throne,  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead — is  the  firm  foundation. 

2  God  is  th'  eternal  King:  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellions,  to  confound  thy  reign: 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  floods  arise, 
And  roar,and  toss  theirwaves  against  the  skies; 
Foaming  at  heav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  com- 
motion, \_  ocean. 

But  heav'n's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling 
d    S  Ye  tempests,rage  no  more;  ye  floods, be  still; 
And  the  mad  world,  obedient  to  his  will: 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  must  ever  stand; 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  hand: 
See  his  own  sons,when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  foot-stool;and  with  fear  adore  him. 
Walworth. 
P.  M.    Second    Part. 
God's  Power,  and  Zion's  Safety. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  state  maintains; 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crown' d; 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  sov'reign  might, 

And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  wortR 

Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 

Before  the  starry  sky: — 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
e       3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 

Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roar; 

In  vain,  with  angry  spite, 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dabhlike  waves  against  the  shore* 
—  4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 

And  all  their  pow'ra  engage,—- 
Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky; 

The  terrours  of  thy  frown 

Shall  beat,  their  madness  down; 
Thy  throne  for  evei  stands  pn  high. 


g      5  Thy  promises  are  true, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new; 
There  fix'd,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove,. 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appenr, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love.    Dahton. 


PSALM  94.    C.  M.     Second  Part. 

Ver.  16—23. 

Deliverance  from  Temptation  and  Persecution. 

1  *"irHO  will  arise,  and  plead  my  right, 

ff       Against  my  num'rous  foes; 
While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppose. 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Bock,  my  Helpj 
Sustained  my  fainting  head, 

e  My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 

My  soul  amongst  the  dead, 
p  3  "Alas  my  sliding  feet!"  I  cry'd, 
—    Thy  promise  was  my  prop; 

Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  side, 
o      Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 
e  4  When  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll, 
o  Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults, 

Thy  comforts  cheer  rny  soul. 
— 5  Pow'rs  of  iniquity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws; 
o  But  God  my  refuge  rules  the  skies, 

He  will  defend  my  cause. 
—6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud; 

Let  bold  blasphemers  scoff; 
g  The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 

And  cut  the  sinners  off.  Reading, 


PSALM  95.    CM. 

A  Psalm  before  Prayer. 

1  OING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
k^  And  in  his  strength  rejoice; 

When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 
And  psalms  of  honour  sing; 

The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 
How  mean  their  natures  seem, 

Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 
Lies  in  his  spacious  hand; 

He  fix'd  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 
e  5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 
Come  kneel  before  his  face; 

0  may  the  creatures  of  his  pow'r 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

o  0  Now  is  the  time; — he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request} 
o  Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 

"Ye  shah  not  see  my  rest." 

Bedford.    Plymouth. 

S.  M. 

A  Psalm  before  Sermon. 

1  GOME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing; 

Jehovah  is  the  sov'reign  GoJ, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknovn 
He  giue  the  seas  their  bound: 

The  wutYy  worlds  are  alibis  esriij 
And  all  the  solid  around. 


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~e  3  Come,  worsliis  at  Ins  throne, 

Come  bow  before  tlie  Lord; 
— We  are  his  works,  ami  not  our  own, 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 
4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  (fare  provoke  bis  rod; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  bis  choice, 
And  own  )  our  gracious  God. 
■  /  i  ■  J'eckham. 

L.  M. 

Ver.  1,  2,  3,  6— tt. 

Canaan  lost  through   Uiibelief. 

2  COME,  let  our  souls  address   the  Lord, 

Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word; 
(j  He  is  our  Shepherd;  we  the  sheep* 

His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 
— 3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 

The  counsels  of  bis  love  obey; 
e  Nor  let  our  harden" d  hearts  renew 

The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

4  Israel,  who  saw  his  works  ofgra.ee, 

Tempted  their  Maker  to  his  face; 

A  faithless,  unbelieving  brood, 

That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God! 
a  6  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 

And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead; 
— Attend  the  otfer'd  grace  to  day, 

Nor  lose  th«  blessing  by  delay. 
o  7  Seize  the  kind  promise,  while  it  waits, 

And  march  to  Zion's  heav'nly  gates; 

Relieve,  and  take  the  promts  d  rest; 

Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest.  Blendan.  Leeds. 


PSALM  96,  97. 


PSALM  96.    C.  M. 

Ver.  1, 10,  Sec. 
Comet's  First  and  Second  Coming. 

1  Q ING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
J5  Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue; 

Tlis  new  discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son; 

o  His  pow'r  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
e      And  grace  surrounds  bis  throne. 
■ — 3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 
o      Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 

And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 
4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea; 
(3  Ye  mountains  sink,  ye  vallies  rise, 

Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 
o  5  Heboid,  he  comes,  he  cornea  to  bless 

The  nations  as  their  God; 
a  To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 

And  send  his  truth  abroad, 
g  6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
a  How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 

To  see  their  Judge  appear! 

-Ivundel.    Christmas. 

P.  M. 

'J'he  Gon  of  the  Gentiles. 
1  LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise. 
To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise, 

To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name; 
His  glory  let  the  heathens  know, 
'\U  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

And  all  his  saving  <rorks  proclaim. 


2  The  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord,; 
The  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word; 

O       Among  us  is  Jehovah  known: 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made: 

o       Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  sky, 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there; 
— His  beams  are  majesty  and  light; 
b  His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair! 
g  4  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  pow'r, 
And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name; 
Then  shall  the  race  of  men  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And,  in  his  courts,  his  grace  proclaim, 

St.  Hellcrt:.. 

PSALM  97.   L.  M.    First  Part. 
Ver.   1-5. 
Christ  the   Sovereign  Judge: 
1   Tlj  E  reigns — the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigrs, 
ti     Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains; 
o  Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice, 
e  2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown: 
o  But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne*. 
e  Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
— Justice  is  their  eternal  ground, 
g  3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes! 

Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire! 
The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire! 
— 4  Kis  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight  and  shun  the  day; 
o  Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
u  And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

Psalm  97t//. 

L.  M.    Secosd  Part. 

V.  6—9. 
Christ's  Incarnation. 
1  THE  Lord  is  come;  the  heav'ns  proclaim 
His  birth;  the  nations  learn  his  name; 
An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  eastern  sages  to  their  God. 

g  2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 
Go,  worship,  where  the  Saviour  lies^ 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  Gods  on  high  and  gods  below. 

— 3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 
And  their  own  worshippers  confound; 

o  But  Judah  shout,  but  Zion  sing, 

— And  earth  confess  her  sov'reign  King. 

Old  Hundred. 

L.   M.    Third  Part. 

Grace  and  Glory. 
1  THE  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high 
O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky: 

e  Tho'  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet. 

o  His  dwelling  is  the  mercy -seat. 

— 2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  ev'ry  work  of  sin  and  shame; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends. 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends' 

o  3  Immortal  light  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown; 
These  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright Jiarvcst  bless  our  eyes. 


o  4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 

The  sacred  honours  of  the  Lend; 
— None,  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness.  Green's. 

O.  M. 
Ver.  1,  3,  5—7,  11. 
Christ's  Incarnation,  unci  tlie  Judgment. 
1  YE  shores  and  isles  of  every  sea, 

Rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns; 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 
•  2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills, 

And  makes  the  vallies  rise; 
— The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles, 
<;      The  haughty  sinner  dies. 
o  3  The  heav'ns  his  rightful  pow'r  proclaim; 
ft      The  idol  gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worshippers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 
— 4  Adoring  angels,  at  his  birth, 

Make  the  Redeemer  known; 
g  Thus  shall  he  come — to  judge  the  earth — 

And  angels  guard  his  throne. 
«  5  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire; 
0  His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
—    And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 
6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory,  sown 
For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
o  Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 

And  a  rich  harvest  bear.  JMitcham.   Mear. 

PSALM  98.    CM.     First  Part. 
Praise  for  the  Gospel. 

1  fg'O  our  almighty  Maker  God, 

1       New  honours  be  addrest; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 

And  makes  the  nations  blest.  , 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first, 
His  truth  fulfils  his  grace; 

The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 
0  3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim, 

With  all  her  different  tongues; 
u  And  spread  the  honours  of  his  name, 
In  melody  and  songs. 

Sunday.    St.  Martin's. 
C.  AI.    Second  Part. 
The  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom. 
1  JOY  to  the  world — the  Lord  is  come! 
Let  e;irth  receive  her  King: 
o  Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
n      And  hear'n  and  nature  sing. 
— 2  Joy  to  the  earth  the  Saviour  reigns! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ; 
o  While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 

Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 
e  3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground; 
o  He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 

Far  as  the  curse  is  found, 
g  4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 
And  makes  the  nations  prove, 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

__ Jtrundel.     Bethlehem. 

PSALM"  9'JV  S.  M.    First  Part. 

Christ's  Kingdom  and  Majesty. 
I  riMIE  God,  Jehovah,  reigns! 
I       Let  all  the  nations  fear, 
e  Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
Ar.d  saints  be  hurubW-  'here. 


PSALM  98,  99,  100.  41 

—  2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns! 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord; 

o  Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  v.  ord. 

—  3  In  Zion  is  his  throne, 
His  honours  are  divine: 

His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known; 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 
e       4  How  holy  is  his  name! 

How  terrible  his  praise! 
o  Justice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join, 
In  all  his  works  of  griuje. 

Peckham.     St.  Thomas's. 


S.   AI.    Second  Part. 
„9  Holy  God  worshipped  with  Reverence. 
1  EXALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  feet; 
His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

e      2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'u, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 
—    3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sin*, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 
o       4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same; 
— Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 

And  jealous  for  his  name. 

JVeiv'on      Watchman. 

PSALM  100.    L.  M.   Fiust  Pabt. 
A  Plain  Translation. 

Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  "VfE  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice, 

[    Before  the  Lord  your  sov  reign  King; 
o  Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
o  With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 
e  2  The  Lord  is  God; — 'lis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give: 

We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own; 

The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  li\e. 
o    3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy, 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair; 

And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 
—4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind; 
o  Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure; 
g  And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 

His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Old  Ilundreu, 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 
A   Paraphrase. 
e  2  BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 

Know  that  the  Lord  i3  God  alone, 

He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 
— 3  His  sov'reign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form  d  us  men; 
e  And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray'd, 
o  He  brought,  us  to  his  fold  again. 
e  4  We  are  his  people,  wc  his  care, 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame; 
o  What  lasting  honours  sha.l  we  rear, 

Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name? 
s  5  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs; 

High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raise; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 

S^allnR  th*  courts  with  sounding  praise. 


4« 


TSALM  101,  102. 


g  6  Wide— as  the  world,  is  tliy  command; 
Vast — as  eternity,  tliy  love; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
Wheu  rolling  \  ears  shall  cease  to  move. 

° Old  Hundred. 

PSALM  lot.     L.  M. 

Tlie  Magistrate's  Psalm. 
M  ERCY  and  judgment  are  my  song; 


\y J  And  since  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  tny  songs  and  vows  I  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  sword, 
I'll  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word; 
Thy  justice  and  thy  heav  nly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  «  isdoui  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside; 

Ko  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  No  sons  of  slander,  rage  and  strife 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life; 

The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride, 
Within  my  doors  shall  n.'er  abide. 

5  [1 11  search  the  law},  aud  raise  the  just 
To  poits  of  honour,  wealth  and  trust; 
The  men  who  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav'rites  still.] 

6  In  vain  shall  sinners  hope  to  rise, 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies; 
And  while  the  innocent  1  guard, 
The  bold  offender  shan't  be  spar'd. 

7  The  impious  crew,  that  factious  band," 
Shaft  hide  their  heads,  or  ijuit  the  land; 
And  all  who  break  the  public  rest, 
Where  1  have  pow'r  shall  be  supprest. 

Old  Hundred. 

C.    M. 

A  Psalm  for  a  Master  of  a  Family. 

1  OF  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
And  pay  my  God  my  vows; 

Thv  grace  aud  justice,  heav' nly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  lent,  O  God.  repair, 
And  make  tliy  servant  wise) 

I'll  suffer nothing  near  me  there 
That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 
By  falsehood,  or  by  force. 

The  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rons  tongue, 
I'll  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  seek  the  faithful  and  the  just, 
And  will  their  help  enjoy; 

These  are  the  friends  whom  I  shall  trust, 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch,  who  deaU  in  sly  deceit, 
I'll  not  endure  a  night: 

The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee, 

So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 

A  dwelling  fit  for  thee.  Mear. 


PSALM  102.    C.  M.    First  Paiit. 
Ver.  I— IS,  20,  21. 
A  Prayer  of  the  A  filleted. 
1   I'WEAfi  me,    O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face, 

But  answer,  lest  I  die: 
Hast  thou  not  bui!t  a  throne  of  graee, 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry? 


p  2  My  days  are  wasted,  like  the  smoke, 
Dissolving  in  the  air; 
My  strength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  broke, 

And  sinking  in  despair. 
3  My  spirits  flag,  like  wilh'ring  grass, 

Burnt  with  excessive  heat; 
In  secret  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 
— 10  But  thou  forever  art  the  samt, 

0  my  eternal  God! 

o  Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 

And  spread  thy  works  abroad, 
oil  Thou  wilt  arise,  and  shew  thy  face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 
— 12  He  hears  his  saints,  he  knows  their  cry, 
And,  by  mysterious  ways, 
Redeems  the  pris'ners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praise. 

China.    Reading. 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  13—21. 

Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  restored.] 
I  LET  Zion  and  her  Sons  rejoice — 
d      Behold  the  promis'd  hour! 
— Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 

And  comes  t'  exalt  his  pow'r. 
e  2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes; 
o  Those  nuns  shall  be  built  again, 

And  all  that  dust  shall  rise, 
g  3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 
And  stand  in  glory  there; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear, 
p  4  He  sits  a  sov'reign  on  his  throne, 
With  pity  in  his  eyes; 
He   hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 
— 5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death; 
And,  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  shan't  be  said  that  praying  breath 
W  as  ever  spent  in  vain. 
o  6  This  shall  be  known,  when  we  are  dead, 
And  left  on  long  record, — 
That  ag^s  yet  unborn,  may  read, 
And  trust,  and  praise  the  Lord. 

St.  PauVs.    Zion. 

L.  M. 

Ver.  23—28. 
Saints  die,  but  Christ  and  the  Church  live. 

1  IT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand, 
Weakens  our  strength  amidbt  the  race; 

e  Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 

Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days, 
o  2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon, 
o  Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
e  And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon! 
— 3  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage; 
d  "Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  li v-e; 

"Christ  is  the  same  through  ev'ry  age." 
g  4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid; 

Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand;  ffadej 

e  This  earth   grows   old,  these   heavens  shall 

Anil  al.  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 
— 5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky, 

Like  garments,  shall  be  laid  aside; 
g  But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high; 

Thy  church  forever  must  abide. 


PSALM  10.3,   104,  105. 


43 


3  6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign: 

j  This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again, 

Dresden.       Leeds 

PSALM  103.     L.  M.     First  Pa kt. 

Ver.  1—7. 
God's    Goodness  to  Soul  and  Body. 
1    O  LESS,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God; 
Jj  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad; 
3  Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  join, 
la  work  and  worship  so  divine. 
C  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  iost  in  silence,  and  forgot? 
c  3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  who  sent  his  Son, 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done; 
•  He  owns  the  ransom  and  forgives 

The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 
—4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels; 
o  Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 

Our  wasting  life  from  threat'ning  graves. 
—5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pow'r  repairs, 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  hope  with  heav'nly  food. 
6  He  sees  the  oppressor,  and  th'  opprest. 
And  often  gives  the  sufF 'rers  rest; 
g  But  will  his  justice  more  display 
In  the  great,  last,  rewarding  day. 

Nantwich.    Brentford. 

L.  M.    Secosd  Part. 

Ver.  8—18. 

God  Merciful  in  C/iastisement. 

1  THE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  M'ays! 
How  firm  his  truth!  how  large  his  grace! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, — 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  pow'r  hath  spread 
The  starry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 

As  his  rich   love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 
8   Not  half  so  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

e  4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise! 

o   On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies; 

e  And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 

o   How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn! 

— 5   Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shines; 
His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins; 
And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints.     Green's 

S.  M.    First  Part. 
Ver.  1—7. 
Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies. 
1  O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Let  all  within  me  join; 
And  aid  my  tougue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favours  are  divine. 
o       2  0  bless  the  Lord,  mysoul, 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

b      3  *,T'.S  "e  foreivea  thy  sins; 
'Tis  he  relieves  thv  pain; 
Tis  he  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 


—  4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransom'd  from  the  grave; 
o  He  who  redeem'il  my  soid  from  hell, 
Hath  sov'reign  pow'r  to  save. 

—  5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good; 

He  gives  the  sufF  rers  rest? 
o  The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  opprest. 

—  6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known; 
o  But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  gr"»ce, 

By  his  belored  Son.     Kibivorth.   Dover. 
S.  M.    Third  Part. 
Ver.  19—02, 
God's  Dominion;  or,  AngeHc  Praise. 
1  THE  Lord,  the  sov'reign  King, 
Hath  fix'dhis  throne  on  high, 
O'er  all  the  heav'uh  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  will, 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts,  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 
Through  his  vast  kingdom,  shew 

Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  soul, 

Shalt  sins  his  graces  too.      St.  Thomat's. 

PSALM    104.    L.  M. 
God  glorious  in  Creation    and  Providence. 
1  ~\Jt  Y  soul,  the  great  Creator  praise: 

It  1   When  cloth'd  in  his  celestial  rays, 
He  in  full  majesty  appears, 
And,  like  a  robe,  his  glory  wears. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  ministers,  are  flaming  fires; 

As  swift  as  thought  their  armies  move, 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  shall  for  ever  stand; 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 

Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

25  His  works,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 

Are  honour'd  with  his  own  delight: 
e  How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways! 

The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praise. 
p  26  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke^ 

And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke; 
b  Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 

And  tell  their  wants  to  sov'reign  grace. 
— 27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 

And  make  my  meditations  sweet; 
o  Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 

'Till  it  expire  in  endless  joy. 
Bleyid'.n. 


PSALM   1(15. 
Covenant  •toitk 


U.     M.         AURHKr 

Abraham  wmembered. 


1    ^"lIVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 

\jt     And  tell  the  world  his  grace; 
u  Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 

That  all  may  seek  his  face. 
— S  He  sware  to  Ahr'ham  and  his  seed, 

And  made  the  blessing  sure; 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read 

And  find  his  truth  endure. 
6  [Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 

securely  they  remov'd; 
And  haughty  kings  who  on  them  fiownM. 

Severely  he  reproy'd.] 


44 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints, 
And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 

Mose6  was  sent  at  their  complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadtul  rod. 

16  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 
And  mark'd  their  journies  right; 

Gave  them  a  leadiog  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

17  They  thirst;  and  waters  from  the  rock, 
In  rich  abundance  flow; 

And  foll'wing- still  the  course  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  desert  through, 
o  18  O  wondrous  stream!  O  blessed  type 

Of  ever  flowing  grace! 
o  So  Christ  our  rock  maintains  our  life, 

Through  all  this  wilderness. 
— 19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  almighty  hand, 
The  chosen  tribes  possest 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  rest. 
g  20  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
The  church  renounce  her  fear; 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 

And  be  the  Almighty's  care.     Jinmdsl. 

PSALM  106.     L.  M. 
Ver.  1—5. 

Praise  to  God:  Communion  with  Saints, 

1  PT^O  God  the  great,  the'ever  blest, 

4    Let  songs  of  honour  be  addrcss'd; — 

His  mercy  firm  forever  stands; 

Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 
e  2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways! 

Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise! 
o  Blest  are  the  souls  who  fear  thee  still, 

And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 
— 5  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 

For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed: 

And  with  the  same  salvation  bless 

The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  gra«£. 
o40  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
o  And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice! 
— This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Joiu'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 

Shoel.     Castle-streei. 

S.  M. 

Ver.  7,  8,  I '2— 14,  43—48. 
Israel  punish' d  and  pardoned. 
e       1  GOD  of  eternal  love, 

How  fickle  arc  our  ways! 

And  vet,  how  oft  did  Trael  prove 

Thy  constancy  of  grace! 

—  C  They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought, 
o  And  then  thy  praise  they  sung; 
e  But  soon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forgot, 

And  murmur' d  with  their  tongue. 

—  3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 
0  While  rocks  with  rivers  flow; 
e  Now  with  their  lusts  provoke  the  Lord, 

Till  he  reduce  them  low. 

—  4  Yet  when  they  niourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken 'd  to  their  groans; 
Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  tho'ts, 
And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 
5  Their  names  were  in  his  book; 
He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes: 
Oft  lie  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook, 
The  people  whom  he  chose. 
o      6  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race: 
o      And  Christians  join  the  solemn  word, 

Ajncn,  to  all  the  praise.  Dover. 


PSALM  106,  107. 

PSALM  107.    L.  M.    lraST  Part. 

Israel  led  to  Canaan;  Christians  to  Heaven.- 

1  d~\WEt  thanks  to  God;  he  reigns  above; 
\JL  Kind  are  his  thoughts;  his  name  is  love; 

His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record: 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

5  In  their  distress,  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide; 
He  led  their  march  far  wand'ring  round; 
'Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan  s  ground. 

6  So  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  own  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, 
A  dang'rous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 

o  8  O  let  us  then  with  joy  record 

The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord! 
e  How  great  his  works!  how  kind  his  ways! 
u  Let  e'vry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise.  Shoel. 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 

Correction  fur  Sin;  Release  by  Praye; . 
1  FROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same; 
He  fills  the  hungry  soul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 

c  1  But  if  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rise 
Against  the  God  who  rules  the  skies,- 
If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  v/ord, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lerd;— 

— 3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliv'rance  shall  be  Found; 

a  Laden  with  grief  they  waste  their  breath, 
In  darkness  and  the  shades  of  death. 

— 4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  u'ttg; 

o  He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise, 
And  scatters  ail  that  dismal  shade 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 

3  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 
And  lets  the  smiling  pris'ner  through. 
Takes  oft"  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  soul  relief. 

o  6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord! 
e  How  great  his  works!  how  kind  his  ways! 
u  Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise.  JiatL. 

L.  M.    Fourth  Part. 
Deliverance  from  Storm  and  Shipivrectc. 

1  WOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad — 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind; 

o  Till  God  commands — and  tempests  rise. 

That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies, 
o  3  Now  to  the  heav'ns  they  mount  amain, 
e  Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again; 
— What  strange  affrights  young  sailors  feel, 

And  like  a  stagg'ring  drunkard  reel! 
e  4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  Mghsj 
p  Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry; 
— His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
o  And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 


PSALM  109,  110,  111. 


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„  5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage., 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage; 

'Tis  calm; — and  sailors  smile  to  see 

The  haven  where  tliey  wish'd  to  be. 
o  6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord! 
— Let  them  their  private  ofTrings  bring, 
o  And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing.      Oporto. 
C.  M. 
T/ie  Mariner's  Psalm. 
1  TFIY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 

Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 
o  2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 

And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves; 
o  The  meo,  a6tonish'd,  mount  the  skies, 
e      And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 
— 5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
©  .    He  hears  the  loud  request; 
g  And  orders  silence  through  the  skies, 

And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 
u  6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 
And  see  i.he  storm  allay'd; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 
— 7  'Tis  God  who  brings  them  safe  to  land; 
Let  stupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
o  8  O  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  ot  the  Lord! 
—And  those  who  see  thy  wondrous  ways 

Thy  wondrous  love  record.        Warehara. 
L.  M.    Fourth  Part. 
Colonies  and  Nations  blest  and  punished. 

3  WHERE  nothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

God  bids  the  oppress'd  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  sow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want; 
Their  race  gi-ows  up  from  fruitful  stocks, 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  blest;  but  if  they  sin, 
s  He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in;  ' 

A  savage  crew  invades  their  lands, 

Their  princes  die  by  barb'rous  hands, 
a  6  Their  captive  sons  expos'd  to  scorn, 

Wander,  unpity'd  and  forlorn: 

The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untHl'd, 

And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 
— 7  Yet  if  th'  humbled  nation  mourns, 

Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns; 
o  Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 

And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 
e  9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 

These  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord! 
— But  wise  observers  still  shall  find 

The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  kind. 

JMoreton.  Leeds. 

PSALM   109.     C.  M.  """"* 

Ver.  1—5,  31. 

Love   to  Ene?nies;  Example  of  Christ. 
1  |  1  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise, 
v  If     Thy  glory  is  my  song; 
e  Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace, 

With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 
— 2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 
e  Willi  cruel  slanders  false  and  vain, 
They  compass'd  him  around. 


— 3  Their  mis'ries  his  compassion  move, 

Their  peace  lie  still  pursu'd; 
e  They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 

And  evil  for  his  good. 
— 4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause, 
a      Yet  with  his  dying  breath, 
— He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  crobs. 

And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 
e  5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine. 

In  vain  before  my  eyes? 
. — Give  me  a  sou!  akin  to  thine, 

To  love  mine  enemies. 
d  6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
o  I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage 

Who  slander  and  condemn.    JIbrid?e. 

PSALM   410.     L.   .VI.     First  Fajit. 

The  exalted  J\lessiah's  Power  and  Grace. 
d  1  rilHL'S  the  eternal  Father  spake 

JL    To  Christ  the  Son;  "Ascend  and  sit 
"At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 
"Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet, 
o  2  "From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed.; 
"Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 
"Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
"And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 
g  3  "That  day  shall  shew  thy  pow'r  is  g.'eat, 
"When  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  miads, 
"And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple  gate, 
"Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines." 
o  4  O  blessed  pow'r!  O  glorious  day! 

What  a  large  vicl'ry  shall  ensue! 
o  And  converts,  who  tin- grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

Ji tendon.  Oportn. 
C.  M. 
Christ's  Kingdom  and  Priesthood. 
1  JESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 
And  near  thy  Father  sit: 
o  In  Zion  shall  thy  pow'r  be  known, 

And  make  thy  foes  submit. 
e  2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do' 
o      Thy  converts  shall  surpass 

The  mum'rous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  sov'reign  grace. 
— 3  God  hath  pronoune'da  firm  rtepree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore; 
g  "Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  he, 

"When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

— 4  "Melchisedeck,  that  wondrous  priest, 

"That  King  of  high  degree, 

"That  holy  man  who  Abraham  blest, 

"Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

o  5  Jesus  our  Priest  forever  lives. 

To  plead  for  us  above: 
u  Jesus  our  King  forever  gives 

The  blessings  of  his  love, 
g  6  God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
And  his  high  throne  maintain; 
Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
VVho  dare  oppose  his  reign.     St.  Asaph's. 

PSALM    111.     C.  M.  Fnisr  Part. 
The  JVisdom  o/God  in  his  t Forks. 
1   l^ONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 

i    •    To  my  almighty  God: 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad 
e  2  How  great  the  works  his  baud  has  wrought! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight! 
o  And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 


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$  3  Hoiv  most  exact  is  nature's  frame! 

How  wise  the  Eternal  Mind! 
—His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme, 

That  his  first  thoughts  design'd. 
4  When  he  redcem'd  his  chosen  sons, 

He  fix'd  his  cov'nant  sure; 
g  The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 

To  endless  years  endure. 
—5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skiex, 

Thy  heav'nly  skill  proclaim: 
e  What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise — 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name? 
— G  To  fear  thy  pow'rs,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest  skill, 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race 

Who  best  obeys  thy  -will. 

JWitcham.  Sunday. 


PSALM  112,  US,  114,  115. 


PSALM  112.  P.-M. 

The  Blessings  of  the  liberal  Man. 

1  f  Will  AT  man  is  blest,  who  stands  in  awe 

I     Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law; 
"Tlis  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd: 
His  house  the  seat  of  wealth  shall  be, 
An  unexhausted  treasury, 

And  with  successive  honours  crown'd. 

2  His  liberal  favours  he.  extends, 
To  some  be  gives,  to  others  lends; 

A  gen'rous  pity  fills  his  mind: 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs; 

And  thus  he's  just  to  all  mankind. 
S  His  hands, -while  they  his  alms  bestow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd: 
b      The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just, 
Like  a  green  root,  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust. 

g  4  Beset  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 

Unmov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground; 

His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up: 
The  soul  that's  fill'd  with  virtues  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night; 

And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 
■  Cumberland. 

L.  M. 

Blessings  of  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 

1  THRICE  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 

Loves  his  commands  and  trusts  his  word! 

Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 

And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 
e  2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 

To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd; 
— He  lends  the  poor  sonic  present  aid, 

Or  gives  them  not  to  be  repaid, 
e  3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  spread, 

That  fill  bis  neighbour  round  with  dread; 
o  His  hearl  is  arm'd  against  the  fear, 

For  God  with  all  his  pow'r  is  there, 
g  4  His  soul  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 

Draws  heav'nly  courage  from  his  word; 

Amidst  the  darkness  light  shall  rise, 

To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes. 
—5  He  hath  dispers'd  his  alms  abroad, 

His  works  are  still  before  his  God; 

His  name  on  earth  shall  long  remain, 

While  envious  sinners  fret  in  vain.     Oporto. 

C.  M. 

Liberality  Rewarded. 

1  HAPPY  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
And  follows  his  commands; 

Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 


2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast, 
To  all  the  sons  of  need; 

So  God  shall  answer  his  request, 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 
His  well  established  mind; 

His  soul  to  God  his  refuge  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress, 
Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 

To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord; 

Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 

Shall  be  his  sure  reward.       St.  .Ann's. 


PSALM  113.     P.  M. 
T/te  J\laje8ty  and  Condescension  of  God. 

1  'VTE  who  delight  to  serve  the  Lord, 

The  honours  of  his  name  reeord; 

His  sacred  name  for  ever  bless: 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams,  or  setting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  confess. 

2  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds; 

The  heav'ns  are  far  below  his  height: 
e  Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  eompare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 
e  3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do, 
And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things,; 
— His  Sov'reign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings. 
St.  Hellerts. 

PSALM  114.    L.  M. 

JMirachs  attending  Israel's  Journey. 

1  \\ THEN  Israel,freed  from  Pharoah's  hand, 

T  *     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  lanth, 

The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 

Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne, 
e  2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay; 
o  The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way: 
— Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled, 

With  backward  current  to  his  head. 
o  S  The  mountains  shook  like  frighted  sheep, 

Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  base  could  stand, 

Conscious  of  sov'reign  pow'r  at  band. 
e  4  What  pow'r  could  make  the  deep  divide! 

Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide? 

Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels- 

5  Letev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood, 
Retire  and  know  the  approaching  God! 
The  King  of  Israel!  see  him  here! 
Tremble,  thou  earth,  adore,  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders — and  ah  nature  mourns; 
The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns; 
Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord.  Blendon 


PSALM  115.  L.  M.    First  Part. 

Tlie  true  God:  or,  Idolatry  reproved- 
1  "T^TOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 

|^|    Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due; 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  just, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wise  and  true! 


PSALM   116,  117,  118. 


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*>  2  Shine  forth,  in  all  thy  dreadful  name; 
e  Why  should  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 

Insult  us,  and  to  raise  our  shame, 
d  Say,"\Vhere's  the  God  you've  serv'd  so  long?" 
o  3  The  God,  we  serve,  maintains  his  throne, 

Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies; 

Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 

He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 
e  4  But  the  vain  idols,  they  adore, 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  and  wood; 

At  best  a  mass  of  gliu'ring  ore, 

A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 
g  7  O  Israel,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 

Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest; 

The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 

And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 
a  8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 

They  dwell  iu  silence  in  the  grave; 
o  But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 
u  And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  save. 

Psalm  97th. 

P.  M. 

Popish  Idolatry  reproved. 
1  NOT  to  our  names,Thou  oidy  just  and  true, 
Not  to  our  worthless  names  is  glory  due; 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace,thy  tnuh  and  justice 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  sov'reign  name.[clahn 
Shine  thro'  the  earth,  from  heav'n  thy  blest 
abode,'  [God.'" 

Nor  let  the  heathen  say,  "And  where'a  your 

2  Heav'n  is  thine  higher  court;  there  stands 

thy  throne; 

And  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done; 

Earth  is  thy  work,  the  heavens  thy  hand  hath 

spread;  [made: 

e  But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have 

—The  kneeling  crowd, with  looks  devout,behold 

Their  silver  saviours  and  their  saints  oi  gold. 

a  5  Bo  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd!-'Tishard  to  say 
Which  the  more  stupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they. 

0  O  Israel,  trust  the  Lord;  Hs  hears  and  sees; 
He  knows  thy  sorrows,and  restores  thy  peace: 
His  worship  does  a  thousand  comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thiue  heav'nly  shield. 

o  6  In  God  we  trust;  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  oppose  his  reign; 

e  Had  they  prevail'd, darkness  had  clos'd  ourdays, 
And  death  and  silence  had  forbid  his  praise: 

s  But  we  are  sav'd,  and  live:  let  songs  arise, 
And  Zion  bless  the  God  who  built  the  skies. 
Walworth. 

PSALM  116.  C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Ver.  12,  &c. 
Vows  made  »n  Trouble,  paid  in  the  Church. 
I  I^THAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 
ff       For  all  his  kindness  shown? 
o  My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  th  rone. 
— 2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thine  house, 
MyofT  rings  shall  be  paid; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows, 
My  sonl  in  anguish  made. 
e  3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever  blessed  God! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight! 
How  precious  is  their  blood! 
o  i  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are! 
Mow  great  thy  grace  to  mc! 
My  life  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
1  onl,I  devote  to  trrte- 


— 5  Now  I  am  thine — for  ever  thine — 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move; 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain,- 

And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
6  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 

If  1  forsake  the  Lord. 
Hymn  Id.    St.  Martin's. 

PSALM  117.     C.  M. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Nations. 
o  1    A  k  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 
^  f    Each  with  a  diif'rent  tongue* 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 

And  let  his  name  be  sung. 
2  His  mercy  reigns,  through  ev'ry  land! 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand; 

Praise  ye  the  faithful  God.       Doxology., 
L.  M. 

1  FROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word: 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shone,  . 
'Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Old  Hundred. 
S.   M. 

1  THY  name,  almighty  Lord, 
Shall  sound  through  distant  lands-; 

Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honour  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure, 

'Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more.     Kibivorth. 

PSALM  118.    C.    M.    Second  Part. 

Ver.    17—21. 

Public  Praise  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  |    ORD,  thou  lust  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
gj  4  Andrescu'd  from  the  grave; 

Now  shall  he  live:  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  resolve  to  save.) 

2  Thv  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath; 

Thy  hand  that  hath  chastis'd  him  sore, 
Defends  him  still  from  death, 
o  3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 
For  we  shall  worship  there — 
The  house  where  all  the  righteous  g<j, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare; 

o  4  Among  th' assemblies  of  thy  saints^ 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise; 
— Here  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints,, 
o      And  here  we  speak  thy  praise.    Rurby. 
C.  M.    Third  Part. 
Ver.    22,  23. 
Chhtst  the  Foundation  of  his  Church. 
1  BEHOLD,  the  sure  foundation  stou<:, 

Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upov, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 
e  2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  saints  adore  the  name; 
n  They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

c  3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain; 
o  Yet  on  this  Rock  Hie  church  shall  rest , 

And  enw  rage  in  vain . 


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g  4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 
Yet  must  this  building  rise; 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

Colchester.    Jllear. 
C.  M.    Fourth    Part. 
Ver.  24,  '25,  2fi. 
Hosanna  for  the  Lokji's  Day. 

t  THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made: 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own; 
o  Let  huav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praise  surround  his  throne. 
O  2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And   Satan's  empire  fell; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 

And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
o  3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son: 
—Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend  and  bring 

Salvation  from  thy  throne, 
o  4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  uame 

To  save  our  sinful  race. 
o  5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  cswth  can  raise; 
u  The  highest  heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns, 

thall  ^rve  him  nobler  praise. 

Sunday.     Bethlehem. 

L.    M. 

Vcr.   22—27. 
A  new  Song  of  Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  LO,  what  a  glorious  Corner-stone 
The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse! 

But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 

In  spite  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 
e  2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes! 
o  This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 

The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners,  rejoice,  and  saints,  be  glad; 

Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest; 

A  thousand  honours  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest! 
—4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dying  race; 
s  Let  the  whole  church  address  their  king, 

With  hearts  «.f  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

Old  Hundred. 

PSALM  119.  C.  M.    First  Part. 

Blessedness  of  Saints,  and  Misery  of  Sinners. 

Ver.  1,  2,  3. 
r,  I  jTiLF<3T  are  the  undcfil'd  in  heart, 
|  |>  Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
Bat  By  from  ev'ry  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  word, 
And  practise  thy  commands; 

«  With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  thee,Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver.  165. 
e  3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law, 

How  firm  their  souls  abide! 
-  -Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
'J' heir  steady  feet  aside. 
Ver.  6. 
•  4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy 
And  keep  mv  fcce  from  shame, 
When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thv  narhe. 


Ver.  21,  118. 
e  5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate, 
The  proud  shall  die  accurst; 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  du3t. 
Ver.  119,  155. 
p  6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are; 
And  those,  who  leave  thy  ways, 
Shall  see  salvation  from  afar, 

But  never  taste  thy  grace.         Bedford, 

C.  M.    Second  Part. 
Devotion:  Constant  Converse  -with  Go», 
1  TO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
My  gracious  God,  I  pray, 

1  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 

Ver.  81. 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace. 
Thy  promise  bears  rue  up; 

And  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  woi'd  supports  my  hope. 
Ver.  164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hand%, 
And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee; 

Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Bepeated  praise  from  me. 
Ver.   62. 

4  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies-, 
I  call  thy  works  to  mind; 

My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find.  Canterbury 

C.  M.     Third  Part. 

Sincerity,  and  Devoted  Obedience. 

Ver.  57,  60. 
o  1  THOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God; 
Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word^ 
And  sutlers  no  delay. 

Ver.  30, 14. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth . 
And  glory  in  my  choice; 

Not  all  the  riches  (  f  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace, 
I  set  before  mine  eyes; 

Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 
e  4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways; 
o  Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  114. 
d  5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 
e      O  save  thy  servant,  Lord! 
o  Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding  place. 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.  112. 
— 6  Thou  hast  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mint 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil; 
o  And  thus,  'till  mortal  life  shall  end, 

Would  I  perform  thy  will.        St.  Jinn's. 

C.  M.    Fourth  Part. 

Instructions  from  Scripture. 

Ver.  9. 

b  1  HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearf 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 

— Thy  word  the  choicest  rule  imparts, 

To  keep  the  conscience,  cleun. 


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Ver.  ISO. 
o  2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
It  spreads  such  light  abroad. 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 
Ver.  105. 
—3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heav'nly  light 
That  guides  us  all  the  day; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
Ver.  99,  100. 

4  The  men,  who  keep  thy  law  with  care, 
And  meditate  thy  word, 

Grow  wiser  than  thwr  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  tJ3. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise; 
I  hate  the  sinner's  road; 

I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
o       But  love  thy  law  my  God. 

Ver.  89,  90,  91. 
g  6  [The  starry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 
The  earth  maintains  her  place; 
And  these  thy  servants  night  and  day 
Thy  skill  and  pow'r  express, 
b  7  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine; 
g  Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine.] 

Ver.  160,  140,  9,  116. 
**-8  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  page! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age.  jifear. 

C.  M.     Fifth    Part. 
Delight  in  the  Scriptures. 
Ver.  97. 

1  O  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law! 
'Tis  daily  my  delight; 

And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 
Ver.  148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day. 
To  meditate  thy  word; 

My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  54. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage- 
How  well  employ  my  tongue! 

And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 
Yields  me  an  heav'nly  song! 
Ver.  19,  103. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 
'Tis  my  perpetual  feast! 

Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb, 
So  much  delights  my  taste. 
Ver.  72,  127. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind; 
Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 

For  loads  of  silver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 
Thy  promises  of  grace 

g  Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, — 

And  there  I  write  thy  praise.       JBarby. 

C.  M.  Sixth  Part. 
Holiness  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 
Ver.  128. 
1  LORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 

And  all  thy  statutesjust; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight, 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  lust. 


Ver.  97,  9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey; 
I  keep  thy  law  in  sight, 

Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver.    62. 

3  My  heart,  in  midnight  silenee,  cries, 
"How  sweet  thy  comforts  be;" 

My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee: 
Ver.  162. 

4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill, 
At  some  good  word  of  thine, 

Not  might)  men  that  share  the  spoil 
Have  joys  compared  to  mine.  St.  Martin's. 
C.  M.     Seventh  Paiit. 
Imperfection  of  J\'ature:  Perfection  of  'Scripture. 
Ver.  96,  paraphrased. 

1  LET  all  the  Heathen  writers  join, 
To  form  one  perfect  book; 

Great  God,  if  ODce  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look! 

2  Not  the  ronst  perfect  rules  they  gave, 
Could  shew  one  sin  forgiv'n; 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave; 
But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 
e  3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 
Perfection,  here  below; 
How  short  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall, 

And  can  no  further  go. 
4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God", 
By  works  their  hands  have  wrought; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  ev'ry  thought. 
e  5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 
While  sin  defiles  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 
— 6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord.  Bedford. 

C.  M.    Eighth  Part. 
The  Word  of  God  the  Saint's  Portion. 
Ver.  Ill,  paraphrased. 
1  LORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice. 
My  lasting  heritage; 
o  There  shall  my  noblest  pow'rs  rejoice, 

My. warmest  thoughts  engage, 
b  2  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight; 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 
— 3  'Tis  a  broad  land — of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, — 
o  Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies. 
— 4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest: 
g  Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 

And  our  eternal  rest.  York, 

C.  M.    Ninth  Part. 

Teaching  of  the  Spirit  itnth  the  Word. 

"Ver.  64,  68,  18. 

1  THY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
How  good  thy  works  appear! 

Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,  125. 

2  My  heart  was  fashion'd  by  thy  hand. 
My  service  is  thy  due; 

O  make  thy  servant  understand. 
The  duties  he  must  dr. 


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Ver.    19.  | 

5  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid; 
But  mark  the  roud  my  feet  should  go, 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 
Ver.   26. 
p  4  When  I  confess'd  my  wand'ring  ways, 
Thou  heardst  my  soul  complain; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

Ver.  33,  34. 
— 5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  shew, 

And  heav'nly  truth  impart, 
n  His  work  for  ever  I'll  pursue, 
His  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 
-■  Abridge. 

C.  M.    Tenth  Part. 
Pleading  the  Protnises. 
Ver    38,49. 
J  BEHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 

Devoted  to  thy  fear; 
Remember,  and  confirm  thy  word, 
.For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  58,  107. 
e  2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 
And  promis'd  quick'ning  grace! 
Does  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne? — 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 
Ver.  123,  42. 
p  3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail; 
O  bear  thy  servant  up! 
Nor  let  .the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.  49,  74. 
p  4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord? 
—    Then  let  thy  truth  appear; 
o  Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 

Aud  trust  as  well  as  fear.        Sivanwick. 

C.   M.     ElEYENTH  Part. 

Ver.  5,  33. 
Breathing  after  Holiness. 

1  O  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 
To  keep  his  statutes  still! 

O  tlinl  my  God  would  grant  me  grace, 
To  know  and  do  his  will! 
Ver.  29. 

2  O  send  thy  Spirit  down — to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart! 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

Ver.  37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes^ 
Let  no  corrupt  design, 

Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 
Ver.  133. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  sincere; 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord; 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 
Ver.  176. 
e  5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 
My  feet  too  often  slip; 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 
Ver.  35. 
«  6  Make  roc  to  walk  in  thy  commands; 
'Tis  a  delightful  road; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God...  Bymn  2d. 


C.  M.    Twelfth  Part. 

Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deliverance. 
Ver.  153. 
e  1  MY  God,  consider  my  distress, 
Let  mercy  plead  my  cause; 
Though  I  have  sinn'd  against  thy  gtace, 
I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

Ver.  39,  116. 
p  2  Forbid,  forbid  the  sharp  reproach, 

Which  I  so  justly  fear; 
'  Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 
Ver.  122,  135. 
— 3  Be  thou  a  surety,  Lord,  for  me, 
Nor  let  the  proud  oppress; 
But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 
The  shinings  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  82. 
e  4  Mine  eyes  with  expectation  fail, 
My  heart  within  me  cries, 
•When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
•And  make  my  comforts  rise?' 
Ver.  132. 
— 5  Look  dowmipon  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  shew  thy  grace  the  same, 
o  As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 

To  those  who  love  thy  name.   Wantagg. 

C.  M.  Thirteenth  Part. 
Holy  Fear  and  Tenderness  of  Conscience. 
Ver.  10. 

1  WITH  my  whole   heart  I've  sought  thy 
O  let  me  never  stray,  [face; 

From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way. 
Ver.  11. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  hearf,- 
To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 

And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  ev'ry  rising  sin. 

Ver.  63,  53,  158. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  saints, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord; 

a  My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 
c  4  While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrong,- 
My  spirit  stands  in  awe; 
My  soul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Ver.  161,  120. 
p  5  My  heart  with  sacred  rev'rence  hears 
The  threat'nings  of  thy  word; 
My  flesh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  ofthe  Lord. 
Ver  166,174. 
— 6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 

For  thy  salvation  still; 
o  While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 

And  I  obey  thy  will.  Colchester.. 

C.  M.    Fourteenth  Part. 

Benefit  of  Afflictions  and  Support  under  them. 
Ver    MS,  81,  82. 

1  CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lordj 
And  thy  deliv'rance  send; 

My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints; 
When  will  my  troubles  end! 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  have  I  found  'tis  good  for  me 
To  bear  my  Father's  rod; 

Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 


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Ver.  50. 
3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 
When  new  distress  begins; 
I  read  thy  word,  1  run  thy  way 
And  hate  my  former  siii9. 
Ver.  92. 
■4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  60U.I,  oppress'd  with  sorrow's  weight. 
Had  sunk  amongst  the  dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 
Though  they  may  seem  severe; 

The  sharpest  suff'rings  [  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
My  feet  were  apt  to  stray: 

But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
If  or  wander  from  thy  way.  IValsal. 

C.  M.     Fifteenth  Part. 

Holy  Resolutions. 

Ver.  93. 

1  G  THAT  thy  statutes,  ev'ry  hour, 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind! 

Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'r, 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ; 

My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word; 
o      Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

Ver.  32. 
— 3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands^ 
If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin's  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large. 

Ver.  13,  46. 
a  4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 
Thy  statutes  and  thy  name; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  though  kings  should  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 

Ver.  61,  69,  70. 
—5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  rise, 
To  rob  me  of  my  rights- 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  liqs, 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 

Ver.  115. 
o  6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race. 

Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill; 
0  I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 

And  must  obey  his  will.        Bethlehem, 

C.  M.    Sixteenth  Part. 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

Ver.  25,  37. 
p  t  MY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust, 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine; 
From  vain  desires,  and  ev'ry  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

e  2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way; 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

Ver.  107. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 
I  need  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs; 

Thy  ward  that  I  have  rested  on 
^hnll  help  my  heaviest  hours. 


Ver.  156,  40. 

e  4  Are  not  thy  merries  sovereign  still? 
And  thou  a  faithful  God? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal, 
To  run  the  lieav'nly  road! 
Ver.  159,  40. 
5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  lov»-> 
And  long  to  see  thy  face? 
e  And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace! 

— 6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  1  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord.    Plymoull 

L.    M.    First  Part. 

Courage  and  Perseverance  under  Trials. 
Ver.  143,  28. 

1  WHEN  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord, 
All  my  support  is  from  thy  word: 

My  soul  dissolves  for  heaviness; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strenglh'ning  grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,  110. 

2  The  proud  have  frain'd  their  scoffs  and  licsj 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin; 

Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  cause, 
They  hate  to  see  me  love  thy  laws; 
But.  I  will  trust,  and  fear  thy  name, 
'Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  shame. 

Babylon. 

L.  M.    Second  Part. 
Afflictions  Sanctified. 
Ver.  67    59. 
1  FATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand— 
How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod! 
That  fore'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  soul  to  God! 

e  2  Foolish  and  vain,  I  went  astray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord; 

p  I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way, 

— But  now  1  k>ve  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver.  71. 
3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  bear  the  yoke^ 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  father's  stroke^ 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 
Ver.  72. 

o  4  The  law,  that  issues  from  thy  mouth. 
Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more, 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the"  south. 
Or  western  hills  of  golden  ore. 
Ver.  73. 

— 5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mort.nl  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  soul  within; 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  death  and  sin. 
Ver.  74. 

o  6  Then  all  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
In  my  salvation  shall  rejoice; 
For  1  have  hoped  in  thy  word. 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice.  Que.  1 1 

PSALM  Wft  0,   M. 

Complaint  of  Strife,  and  Desire  for  Pea:  ' 
1    fjlllOU  God  of  love,  ill  ii  everbjc 

|     Pity  my  pnff*ring  state; 
Wl.cn  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  :>t  rest 
From  lips  that  love  deceit!. 


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2  Hard  tot  of  mine!  my  days  are  cast 
Among  the  sons  of  strife, 

Whose  never  ceasing  brawling?  waste 
My  golden  hours  ofliFe. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 
How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 

In  some  wide  lonesome  wilderness, 
And  leave  these  gates  of  hell! 

4  Peace  is  the  b!es«i,ig  that  I  seek, 
How  lovely  are  its  charms! 

I  am  tor  peace;  but  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 
And  keep  their  malice  strong; 

What  shall  be  tlone  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  thro' 
Strict  justice  would  approve; 

But  I  had  rather  spare  mv  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with   ove.        Dorset. 

PSALM  121      L.   M. 
Divine  Protection. 
g  2  "fj  E  lives!  the  everlasting  God, 

* ~~9    Who  built  the  world,  who  spread  the 
The  heav'ns  with  all  their  hosts  he  made;  [flood; 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead! 

—3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way; 
His  morning  smites  bless  all  the  day; 
He  spreads  the  ev'ning  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours  while  Israel  sleeps. 

o  4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber  nor  surprise. 

— 5  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon ,  with  sickly  ray, 
Shall  blast  thy  couch;  no  baleful  star 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  so  far. 

o  6  Sltouhl  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  stilt  return, 
Safe  in  the  Lord;  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  snare. 

. — 7  On  thea  foul  spirits  have  no  pow'r; 
e  And,  in  thy  last  departing  hour, 
o  Angels,  who  trace  the  airy  l-oad; 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

Sheffield.    Truro. 

P.  M. 

Got)  our  Preserver. 
1  UPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
From  God  is  all  my  aid; 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made: 
0       God  is  the  tow'r  |  His  grace  is  nigh 
To  which  I  fly;    |  In  ev'ry  hour. 

— 2  My  Feet  shall  never  slide, 
And  fal't  in  fatal  snares; 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guid», 
Defends  mc  from  my  fears. 
o      Those  wakeful  eyes  j  Shall  Israel  koep 
That  uever  sleep,      |  When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  bv  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there: 
c      Thou  art  my  sun        |  To  guard  my  head, 
And  thou  my  shade,  |  T?y  night  or  noon. 


PSALM  Hi,  122. 


o         4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word. 
To  save  my  sou)  from  death.' 
And  1  can  trust  my  Lord, 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath: 
s      I'll  go  and  come,  I  'Till  from  on  high, 
Nor  fear  to  die,    |  Thou  call  me  home. 
Jtllerton. 

PSALM  122.     C.  M. 
Going  to  Church. 
o  1    WTW  OW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

O     My  friends  devoutly  9ay; 
o  "In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
"And  keep  the  solemn  day!" 

— 2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road! 
g      The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  shew  his  milder  face. 

o  3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair; 
e  The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 

And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

— 4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints* 
e       And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble,  and  rejoice!  . 

h  5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 
And  joy  a  constant  guest! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heav'nly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

— C  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  life  or  breath  remains; 
Here  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
g      Mere  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

Hymn  2d.    Bethlehem. 

P.  M. 

Joy  in  the  Worship  and  Blessedness  ofZioy. 

b  1   HOWpleas'd,  and  blest  was  I, 

To  hear  the  people  cry, 
o  "Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day!" 
o  Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We'll  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 

—  2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place! 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  Here  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne; 
He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  here:' 
0  He  bids  the  saints  be  glad; 

e  He  makes  the  sinner  sad; 

— And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

b  4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 

And  joy  within  thee  wait, 
To  bless  the  soul  of  ev'ry  guest; 

The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 
>  And  wishes  thine  increase, 

o  A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

—  5  Mv  tongue  repeats  her  vows — 
e           "Peace  to  this  sacred  house!" 

— For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell; 
o  And  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode; 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well.     JDaUibn. 


PSALM   123,  124,  125,  12G,  127,   128.  55 

PSALM  12G.    C.  M. 
A  remarkable  Display  of  Divine  Grace. 
1  "li/C/'HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
Tt      Andchang'd  my  mournful  slate, 
u  My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 

The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 
— 2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 


PSALM  123.    C.  M. 
Pleading  leith  Submission. 
fV  THOU,  whose  grace  and  justice  reign, 


Enthron'd  above  the  skies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  stroke; 

Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look: — 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 
Thy  discipline,  O  God; 

Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
'Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those,  who  in  wealth  aud  pleasure  live, 
Our  daily  groans  deride, 

And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 

Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 
3  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies; 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up. 

That  God  will  not  despise.  China. 

PSALM   12k      L.  M. 

Song  for   Deliverance. 

1  "WW  AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
Jj_  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 

When  men  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide; — 

2  The  swelling;  tide  had  stopt  our  breath; 
So  fiercely  did  the  -waters  roll, 

We  had  been  swallow'd  deep  in  death — 
Proud  waters  hail  o'erwhelm'dour  soul! 

u  3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  jut  escaped  the  fatal  stroke; 
So  flies  the  bird,  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 

u  4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare; 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 

g  5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  skies; 
He  who  upholds  that  wond'rous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes. 
\rantioich      Truro 

PS\LM   125.     C    M. 

The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety. 
o       1    IjIIRM  and  unmovM  are  they, 

|        Who  rest  their  souls  on  Garni; 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

—  2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 

The  city's  sacred  ground; 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 

Embrace  his  saints  around, 
e      3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chastising  si  rokc; 
Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souis  too  deep, 

Its  fury  shall  be  Iroke. 
p      4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those, 

Whose  faith  and  pious  fear — 
Whose  hope  and  love,  andev'ry  grace, 

Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

—  5  Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  rage 

T(  olonp;  oppress  the  s:'int; 
o  The  God  of  Israel  will  support 

His  children,  lest  they  faint. 
e      6  Uut  if  our  slavish  fear 

Will  civiose  the  road  to  hell, 
a  We  must  expect  our  portion  iliere, 

Where  bolder  sinners  dwell.  Watchman. 


And  did  thy  hand  confess; 
o  My  tongue  broke  out  in   unknown   strains, 
o      And  sung  surprising  grace, 
d  3  "Great  is  the  work!"  my  neighbours  cry'd> 
Andown'd  thy  pow'r  olivine; 
"Great  is  the  work!"  my  heart  reply'd, 
o       "And  be  the  glory  thine." 

o  4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 
Can  give  us  day  for  night; 
Slake  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 
— 5  Let  those,  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 
'Till  the  fair  harvest  come; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
o      And  shout  the  blessings  home. 
— 6  Though  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 

It  shan't  deceive  their  hope; 
o  The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost, 
For  grace  ensures  the  crop. 

Sunday.     Swaivwick. 

PSALM  127.     L.  M. 

Success  and  Happiness  from  God. 

1  ~WV  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost, 

1    And  pains,  to  build  the  house,  are  lost; 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

2  What  if  you  rise  before  the  sun. 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread; — 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  'till  God  hath  blest; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest; 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God  our  sovereign  make  them  so. 

o  4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends; 
How  sweet  our  daily  .omtbrts  prove, 
When  they  are  season'd  with  his  love! 

Portugal. 

PSALM  128.    C.  M. 
Family  Blessings. 

1  (T\  HAPPY  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd 
™  "     With  zeal  and  rev'rend  awe! 

His  lips  to  God  their  honours  yield, 
His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  shall  stand 
And  ever  guard  thy  head; 

Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  blessings  shed. 

3  Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine; 
Thy  children  round  thy  board, 

Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  shine, 
A  ml  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  shall  thy  best  hopes  fulfil, 
For  months  and  years  to  come; 

The  Lord  whodwells  on  Zion's  hill 
Shall  send  the  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man  whose  happy  eyes 
Shall  see  his  house  Increase; 

Shall  see  the  sinking  church  arise, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace.    Devizes. 


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PSALM  129  130,  131,  132. 


PSALM  tC9.    C.  M. 

Persecutors  punished. 

1  TTP  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say, 

\_j  Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears; 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  my  youth,  I  hove  the  rage 
Of  all  the  sons  of  strife; 

Oft  they  assail'd  my  riper  age, 

But  notdestroy'd  my  life. 
S  Their  cruel  plough  hath  torn  my  flesh, 

With  furrows  long  and  deep; 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afresh, 

Nor  let  my  sorrows  sleep. 
•i  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
Measur'd  the  mischiefs  they  had  done, 

And  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  insolence  surpris'd, 
To  hear  his  thunders  roll! 

And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  seiz'd, 
"With  horror  to  the  soul. 

6  Thus  shall  the  men,  who  hate  the  saints, 
Be  blasted  from  the  sky; 

Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 
.i  Mear. 

PSALM   130.    C.  M. 
Pardoning-  Grace. 
e  t   ^"VUT  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress, 
\J    The  borders  of  despair, 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 
a  2  Great  God,  should  thy  severer  eye,, 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
Mo  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 
— 3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 
For  crimes  of  high  degree; 
1  hy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 
e  5  [Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 

And  meet  them  with  their  eyes; — 
6  So  waits  my  soul  '.o  see  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meet  the  first  op'nings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 
o  7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust, 
Let  Israel  seek  his  face; 
The  Lord  is  good,  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 
e  8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne, 
For  sinners  long  enslav'd; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son; 

And  Israel  shall  be  sav'd.  Abridge. Sunday. 

L.  M. 

Pardoning  Grac. 
a  1  FROM  deepdistress,andtrouMed  thoughts, 

To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise  my  ciics: 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  f.iultr, 
No  flesh  c;tn  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

— 2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  theire; 
That  smnert  may  approach  thy  thee,        * 
And  hope  and  hue,  as  well  as  fear. 

e  3  As  the  benighted  pjlgriiiis  wait, 
And  long  and  wish  for  breaking 'day, 
So  waits  iny  soul  before  thy  gate; 
When  wili  my  JaodhisTace  <!•■- 


o  4  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain; 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

g  5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

Hath.    Armlejt. 

PSALM  131.    C.   M. 

Humility  and  Subinission. 
c  1  ~g  S  tliere  ambition  in  my  heart? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see, 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee, 
a  2  I  charge  my  tho'ts,  be  humble  still, 
And  all  my  carriage  mild; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 
— 3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  reward; 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resign'd, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord.  York. 

PSALM  132.     L.    M. 
Ver.  5,  13—18. 
The  House  ef  Go». 
1  XS7HERE  shall  we  go,  to  seek  and  find 

f  f    An  habitation  for  our  God? 
A  dwelling  for  tli'  eternal  Mind, 
Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood? 
o  2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still, 
His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 
-3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  for  ever,  saith  the  Lord; 
Here  shall  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known, 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread: 
Sinners  who  wait  before  my  door, 
With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 

-5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace, 
My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine: 
Not  Aaron  in  his  costly  dress, 
Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 

6  The  saints  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joys,  shall  shout  and  sing; 
The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 
-*— — •  Leeds. 

C.  M. 

Ver.  4,  5,  7,  8,  15—17. 
Con's  Presence  the  Glory   of  His  House, 
<  4  ARISE,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 
And  enter  to  thy  rest; 
Lo!  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bless'd. 

5  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious- train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain. 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 
-G  Here,  mighty  God»  accept  our  vows, 
Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread: 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  Anointed  shine; 

Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  pow'r  d'rvinf . 


PSALM  133,  134,  135. 


g  8  Here  let  him  h«Id  a  lasting  throne; 
And,  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honours  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

Christynas.      Stoanwick. 

PSALM  133.    C.  M. 
Brotherly  Love. 
1  T  O,  what  an  entertaining  sighf, 

JLj    Are  brethren  who  agree! 
Brethren,  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite, 
In  bands  of  piety! 
b  2  When   streams  of  love   from   Christ  the 
Descend  to  ev'ry  soul;  [spring, 

And  heav'nly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 

Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 
3  'Tis  like  the  oil,  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head; 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 
O  4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews, 
That  fall  on  Zion's  hill; 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

Hymn  2d.    St.  Jan's. 

S.  M. 

Union  and  Peace. 
b      1  BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 
o      2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows-, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 
3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head, 
They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  fill'd  the  room. 
o      4  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  hills, 
The  saints  are  West  above; 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 

And  all  the  air  is  love.  Peckkam. 

P.  M. 

The  Blessings  of  Friendship. 
b  1  HOW  pleasant  'tis  to  see 

Kindred  and  friends  agree! 
Each  in  their  proper  station  move; — 

And  each  fulfil  their  part, 

With  sympathising  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  lovel 
2  'Tis  like  the  ointment  shed 

On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet! 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

Diffus'd  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes,  and  blest  lus  fee?. 
o  3  Like  fruitful  show'rs  of  rain, 

That  water  all  the  plain, 
Descending  from  the  neighb'ring  hillsj 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 

Through  ev'ry  friendly  soul, 
Where  love  like  heav'nly  dew  distils. 

DalaHn. 

PSALM  134.    C.  M. 
Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 
1  ~\J"£'  who  obey  th'  immortal  King} 
Attend  his  holy  place; 
e  Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  pow'r, 
And  bless  Ms  wondrous  grace. 


o  2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light. 

And  send  your  souls  on  high; 
e    Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night* 

Above  the  starry  sky. 
o  3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts, 

With  rays  of  quick'ning  grace; 
g  The  God  who  spread  the  heav'ns  abroad, 

And  rules  the  swelling  seas.        Devizes. 

PSALM  135.  L.  M.     First  Part. 
Ver.  1—4,  14,  19—21. 

The  Church  God's  House  and  Care. 

1  BJjRAISE  ye  the  Lord;  exalt  his  name? 
\l       While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wait, 

Ye  saints  who  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord;  the  Lord  is  good;. 
To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ; 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

e  3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints, 
He  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends: 
And  when  he  hears   their  sore  complaints, 
Repents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 

o  4  Through  ev'ry  age,  the  Lord  declares 
His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod; 
He  gives  his  suff  'ring  servants  rest, 

g  And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 

o  5  Bless  him,  all  ye  who  taste  his  love; 
People  and  priests,  exalt  his  name: 
Amongst  his  saints  he  ever  dwells; 
His  church  is  his  Jerusalem.      All  Saints. 

L.  M.    Secoxd  Part. 

Ver.  5—12. 

Creation,  Providence,  and  Redemption. 

1  GREAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
Above  all  pow'rs  and  ev'ry  throne; 
Whate'er  he  please,  in  earth  or  sea., 
Or  heav'n  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rise, 
The  light'nings  Hash,  the  thunders  roar! 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store! 

a  3  *Twas  he  those  dreadful  tokens  sent* 

0  Egypt,  through  thy  stubborn  land! 
When  all  thy  first-born,  beasts  and  meu, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand! 

o  4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings. 
He  slew,  and  their  whole  sou n try  gave 
To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  slave! 

g  5  His  pow'r  the  same,  the  same  his  grace, 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell; 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  possess, 
Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 

Psalm  97th.    Blendon. 

C.    M. 

Praise  due  to  Gon,  not  to  Idols. 

1  AWAKE,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King, 
Your  sweetest  passions  raise; 

Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord:  and  works  unknown, 
Are  his  divine  employ: 

But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 

3  Heav'n,  earth,  and  sea  confess  his  hanfl; 
He  bids  the  vapours  rise; 

Lightning  and  storm,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 


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PSALM  136,  138,  139. 


— 4  All  pow'r,  that  kings  or  gods  have  cluim'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone: 
e  But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  he  nam'd, 

Where  our  Jehovah's  kuown. 
e  5  Which  of"  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust, 

Can  give  them  show  Ys  of  rain? 
In  vain  they  worship  glitt'ring  dust, 

And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 
— 8  Ye  saints,  adore  the  living  God, 

Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear; 
r>  He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 

And  claims  your  honours  there,  ffartford. 

PSALM  13G.    P.  M. 
Praise  for  Divine  Perfections  and  Works. 
\     f~\  1VE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
\Jf     The  universal  Lord; 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
«1  His  pow'r  and  grace     1    And  let  his  name 

Are  stiil  the  same;         J  Have  endless  praise. 
—2  How  mighty  is  his  hand! 

What  wonders  he  hath  done! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heav'ns  alone. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord,    I      And  ever  sure 

Shall  still  endure:      |      Abides  thy  word. 
. — 3  His  wisdom  fram'd  the  sun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light: 
The  moon  and  twinkling  stars, 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night, 
d  His  power  and  grace     I   And  let  his  name 

Are  still  the  same;        |  Have  endless  praise. 
a  8  He  saw  the  nations  lie, 
All  perishing  in  sin; 
And  pity'd  the  sad  state, 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord,    I      And  ever  sure 

Shall  still  endure;  Abides  thy  word, 

o  9  He  sent  his  only  Son, 
To  save  us  from  our  woe; 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 
d  His  pow'r  and  grace    I   And  let  his  name 

Are  still  the  same;       |    Have  endless  praise. 
s  10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heav'nly  king; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord,     I      And  ever  sure! 
Shall  still  endiu'e;  Abides  thy  word, 

JLllerton. 

L.   M. 

Creation,  Providence,  and  Grace. 

1  GIVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise: 

Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways: 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong; 

Repeathis  mercies  iu  your  song. 
— 2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 

The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown; 
d  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 
— 3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 

And  ux'd  the  starry  lights  on  high; 
d  Wonders  of  gnaxe  to  God  belong; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
-4  He  fills  tb^sun  with  morning  light, 

Ho  bids  i!n'  moon  direct  the  night: 
d  His  mercies  war  sh-dl  endure, 

When  suits  and  nums  shall  shine  no  more. 


— 5  ("The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 

And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  laud: 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  <-ong.  J 
e  6  [He  saw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  sin, 

And  felt  his  pity  work  within; 
d  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  death  and  sin  shall  reign  no  more.] 
o  7  He  sent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to  save, 

From  guilt  and  darkness  and  the  grave; 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
— 8  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 

And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  seat: 
d  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

Truro. 

PSALM  138.     L.    .!. 
Restoring  and  preserving  Grace. 

1  "^A/ITH  a"  mypow'rs  of  heart  and  tongue. 
T*    I'"  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song; 

A  ngels  shall  hear>  the  notes  I  raise, 

Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 
c  2  Angels,  who  make  the  church  their  care, 

Shall  witness  my  devotion  there; 

While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes, 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies. 
— 3  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 

I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word; 

Not  all  the  works  and  names  below, 

So  much  thy  pow'r  and  glory  show, 
e  6  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 

Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand; 
— Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 

And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 
o  7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 

To  save  from  sorrow  or  from  sins; 

The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes, 

Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes.         Qttercy. 


e  1 


PSALM  139.    L.  M.    Fikst  Part. 
The  Ml-seeing  God. 
ORD,   thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me 
through; 


i; 


Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  pow'rs. 

2  My  thot's,  before  they  are  my  owu, 

Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known; 

He  knows  the  words  1  mean  to  speak, 

Ere  from  my  op'ning  lips  they  break. 

p  3  Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  standi 

On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand: 

Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 
— 7  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'st  enthron'd  in  light; 
a  Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 

And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 
— 8  If,  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 

I  fly  beyond  the  Wrestern  sea; 
o  Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 

And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 
— 9  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight, 

Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night; 

One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 

Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 
e  10  O  may  these  tho'ts  possess  my  breast, 

Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare, 

Consent  to  sm,  for  God  is  there! 
Bath.    Geneva- 


PSALM  141,  142. 


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L.  M.    Second  Part. 

The  -wonderful  Formation  of  Man. 

1  'TWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God  I  came, 
A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame; 

In  me,  thy  fearful  wonders  shine, 
And  each  proclaimfrthy  skill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay; 
Thou  ^aw'st  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

4  At  last  to  shew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  stamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame; 
And  in  some  unknown  moment  join'd 
The  finish'd  members  of  the  mind. 

6  Lord,  since,  in  my  advancing  age, 
I've  acted  on  life's  busy  stage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  lo  me  surmount 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  survey  the  Ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  sand  that  makes  the  shore, 
Before  my  swiftest  thoughts  could  trace 
The  num'rous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  These  on  my  heart  are  still  impress'd, 
With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 

God  and  his  love  possess  my  mind.  Portugal. 

C.  M.    Fihst  Part. 

God's  Omnipresence  and  Omniscience, 
a  1  IN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try, 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord, or  flee 

The  notice  of  thine  eye. 
2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 

And  secrets  of  my  breast. 
-3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 

He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 
4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep  and  high! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide! 
"Within  thy  circling  arms  1  lie, 

Beset  on  ev'ry  side. 

o  5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  cv'ry  ill, 

Secur'd  by  sov'reign  love.         Wantage. 

PAUSE. 

'i  6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 

In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne, 
e  7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

To  'scape  the  wrath  divine; 
o  Thy  voice  could  break  the  bars  of  death, 

And  make  the  grave  resign. 
— 8  If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  West; 
Thy  hand  wtii'ch  must  support  my  flight, 

Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 
9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night; 
o  Those  flaming  eyes. that  guard  thy  law, 

Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 
g  10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  mid  night  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee: 
a  O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  pow'r, 

From  which  1  cannot  tlce!  Windsor. 

3 


C.  M.    Secosh  Paht. 

Wisdom  of  God  in  the  Formation  of  JVtari. 

1  WHEN  I,  with  pleasing  wonder  stand, 
And  all  my  frame  survey, 

Lord,  'tis  thy  work!  1  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  mj  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  posscst, 
Where  unborn  nature  grew; 

Thy  wisdom  all  my  features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  survey'd 
The  growth  of  ev'ry  part, 

'Till  the  whole  scheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid, 
Was  copied  by  thy  art. 
o  4  Heav'n,  earth,  and  sea,  and  fire  and  wind 
Shew  me  thy  wondrous  skill; 
But  I  review  myself  and  find 
e      Diviner  wonders  still, 
g  5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  shine, 
My  flesh  p.-.iclaims  thy  praise; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace.  Colchester. 

C.    M.    Thihd  Patit. 
Ver.  14,  IT,  18. 
The  Mercies  of  God  innumerable. 
1  LORD,  when  1  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
They  strike  me  with  surprise; 
o  Not  all  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 

To  equal  numbers  rise. 
e  2  My  flesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands— 

The  product  of  thy  skill; 
o  And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 
— 3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep, 
e      How  kind,  how  dear  to  me! 
o  O  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep, 

Still  find  mv  thoughts  with  thee      Ynrk. 

PSALM  141.    L.  M. 

Ver.  2,  3,  4,  5. 
Watchfulness  and  Brotherly  Love. 
1    ft  t  Y  God  accent  my  early  vows, 

!▼  $  Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house'; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise, 
Sweet  as  the  ev'uing  sacrifice, 
e  2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them  Lord,. 
From  ev'ry  rash  and  heedless  word; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 
3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'ring  way! 
o  Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  hut  cheer  my  head, 
e  4  When  I  behold  them  press'd  with  grief, 

I'll  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief; 
— And,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 
How  much  1  prize  their  faithful  love. 

Worship.     Dresden. 

PSALM  142.    C.  M. 

Gon  the  Hope  of  the  Helpless 
1  TJT\0  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 

1^    From  God  I  sought  relief; 

In  long  complaints,  before  his  throne, 

I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

p  2  My  soul  was  overwhelm'd  with  woesj 

My  heart  began  to  break; 

My  God,  who  all  my  burden  knows. 

He  kuows,the  way  I  take. 
3  On  ev'ry  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone; 
While  friends  and  strangers  past  me  by 
Neglected  and  unknown. 


PSALM  143,  144,  145. 


']V 


o  4  Then  did  I  raise  a  louder  cry, 

And  call'd  thy  mercy  near; 
d  "Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, — 

"Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 
e  5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 
—     Now  let  thine  ear  attend; 

And  make  my  foes,  who  vex  me,  know 

I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 
C  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free, 
o      Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name; 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  me, 

Thy  kindness  to  proclaim.     Isle  of  Wight. 

PSALM  143.    L.  M. 
Complaint  and  Hope. 
Y  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
j  ▼  jHear  when  1  spread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  ery  for  succour  from  thy  throne; 

0  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 
\t  4  I  dweli.fr)  darkness  and  unseen, 

My  heart  is  desolate  within; 
My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
■ — 5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope, 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up; 

1  stretch  my  hand  to  God  again, 
And  thirst  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

p  7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  save, 
Will  sink  thy  pris'ner  to  the  grave; 
My  heart  grows  Glint,  and  dim  mine  eye: 

—Make  haste  to  help  before  I  die. 

9  In  thee  1  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, 
And  lift  my  weary  soul  on  high; 
For  thee  sit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show, 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  should  go; 

If  snares  and  foes  beset  the  road, 
o  I  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 
— 11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 

And  lead  rat  to  thy  heav'rdy  hill; 

Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  love 

Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

Geneva. 


PSALM  144.    C.  M.    First  Part. 
Ver.  1,  2. 

.  lid  and  Victory  in  Spiritual  Warfare. 
1    "17*011  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
J^       My  Saviour  and  my  shield; 
lie  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

:2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care; 
Instructs  me  to  the  heav'nly  fight, 

And  guards  me  through  the  war. 
3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 

Doth  my  weak  courage  raise; 
He  makes  the  glorious  vict'ry  mine, 

And  his  shall  be  the  praise.        Bedford. 

C.  M.    SrxoifD  Part. 
Ver.   3,  4,  5,  6. 
Vanity  of  Man,  and  Condescension  of  God. 
p  1  LORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 
Bom  of  the  earth  at  first! 
His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain^ 

Still  hasting  to  the  dust! 
2  O  what  is  feeble  'lying  man, 
Or  any  of  his  race, 
—That  God  should  make  it  his  concern, 
To  visit  him  with  grace! 


g  3  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 
Who  shakes  the  worlds  above, 
And  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown — 
How  wondrous  is  his  love.        Reading. 

L.  M. 

Ver.   l£— 15. 
The  Happy  City  and  Nation. 

1  HAPPY  the  city,  where  their  sons, 
Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set; 

And  daughters,  bright  as  polish'd  stones, 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 

2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn,  have  large  increase; 
Where  men  securely  work  or  sleep, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd; 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  those, 
On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 

Himself,  with  all  his  grace,  bestows.      Shoel. 

PSALM  145.    L.  M. 
The  Greatness  of  God. 

1   "M  M  Y  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise,, 
'  V  5  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days; 

Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 

'Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song, 
u  2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 

Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear; 

And  ev'ry  setting  sun  shall  see 

New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 
— 3  Thy  truth  and  justice  I'll  proclaim^ 

Thy  bounty  flows  an  endless  stream; 

Thy  mercy  swift;  thine  anger  slow — 
e  But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 
g  4  Thy  works  with  sov'reign  glory  shine, 

And  speak  thy  majesty  Uivine; 

Let  evry  realm  with  joy  proclaim 

The  sound  and  honour  of  thy  name, 
o  5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 

The  long  succession  of  thy  praise; 

And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 

The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 
e  6  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds? 
— Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds; 
j;  Vast — and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 

Vast — and  immortal  he  thy  praise. 

Green's.    Nantwich. 

C.  M.    First  Part. 

Ver.  1—7,  11— 13. 
The  Greatness  of  God. 
o  1  LONG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 
My  King,  my  God  of  love; 
My  work  ami  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 
— 2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great; 
I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat, 
o  3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue; 
And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men,  who  hear  my  sacred  song, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 
— 4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  .ways; 
o  Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 
u  5  Thv  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 
Shall  through  the  world  be  known; 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thine  heav'rdy  state, 
With  public  splendour  shown, 


PSALM  1 

g  C  The' world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands, 
Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

Barby.    JVlitcham. 
C.  M.    Second  Part. 

Ver.  7,  &c. 
The  Goodness  of  Got). 
<♦  1  SWEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
My  God,  my  heav'nly  King; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness, 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 
— 2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies; 
o  Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 

And  ev'ry  want  supplies. 
e  3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food; 
o  Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 

And  fills  their  mouth  with  good. 
e  4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord? 
e      How  slow  thine  anger  moves; 
o  But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word, 

To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 
o  5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 
Thy  pow'r  and  praise  proclaims 
But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name.       Sivanwiclt;. 

C.  M.    Third  Part. 

Ver.    14—17,  &c. 
Mercy  to  Sufferers. 

1  LET  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all! 

Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  who  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 
Or  virtue  lies  distrest, 

Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  tott'ring  daySj 
And  guides  our  giddy  youth; 

Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel, 
He  hears  his  children  cry; 

And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 
From  men  of  heart  sincere: 

He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 

Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 
Sunday. 

PSALM  146.     L   M. 

Praise  for  Divine   Goodness  and  Truth. 
4    J!  APPY  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
\  I  On  Israel's  God:    He  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas  with  all  their  train;  " 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

5  Hit  truth  for  ever  stands  secure; 

He  saves  the  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 
f  6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind; 

The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind; 

He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 

The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 
— 7  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well; 
e  But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell: 
o  Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains.  Old  Hundred. 


46,  147. 


69 


P.  M. 

Praise  for  Divine  Goodness  and  Truth. 
1  I'LL  praise  ray  Maker  with  my  breath; 
e  And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
o       Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs; 
— My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 
e  2  Why  should  1  make  a  man  my  trust? 
e  Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust; 
Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood: 
Their  breaf.h  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r. 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 
o  3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely, 
On  Israel's  God:   He  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train, 
— His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure: 

He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 
e  4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 
— 5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
e  But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
o      Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns: 
o  Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage: 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains, 
s  C  I'll  praise  him,  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures.        St.  Hellene. 

PSALM  147.    L.  M.    Fihst  Part. 

Divine  JVature,  Providence^  and  Grace. 

1  Kj^RAISE  ye  the  Lord:  'lis  good  to  raise 
p     Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise: 

His  uature  and  his  works  invite, 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name; 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heav'nly  flames* 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names! 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A   deep  where  all  our.  thoughts  are  drown'd! 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite: 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust.  Old  Hur . 

pause. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  all  round  the  sky; 
There  lie  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 

Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 
C  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  smiling  fields  wilh  cc*  i: 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 
7  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force. 
The  sprightly  man,  the  warlike  horse 
The  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb! 
All  are  loo  mean  delights  for  liim. 


do 


PSALM 


8  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight: 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  know  s  their  fear, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Castle  Street. 

C.  M. 

V.  7—9,  13—18. 
The  Seasons  of  the  Year, 
o  1  WITH  songs  and  honours,  sounding  loud, 
Address  the  Lord  on  high: 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 
b  2  He  sends  his  show'rs  of  hlessings  down, 
To  cheer  the  plains  below; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  vallies  grow, 
o  3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 
He  hears  the  ravens  cry; 
But  man  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
■    Should  raise  his  honours  high. 
s  4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 
Of  the  declining  year; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 

And  wintry  days  apnea*. 
5  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 
Descend  and  clothe  the  ground; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 
O  6  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy, 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail 
b  7  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow, 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 
o  8"  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word: 
g  With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 

Praise  ye  the  sov'reign  Lord.       Hartford. 

PSALM  148.     P.  M. 

Pratse  to  Gov  from  all  Creatures, 
o  1   "%'E  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

[    With  hcav'n  and  earth  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine, 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 
Ye  holy  throng       I  In  worlds  of  light, 
Of  angels  bright,    |  Begin  the  song. 
—    3  The  shining  worlds  above, 
In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command. 
o  He  spake  the  word,  J  From  nothing  came, 

And  all  their  frame  I  To  praise  the  Lord. 
g      4  Hemov'd  their  mighty  wheels, 
In  unknown  ages  past; 
And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  last 
In  diff'rent  ways.      |  His  wondrous  name, 
His  works  proclaim  (  And  speak  his  praise. 
<?      8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear, 
The  Lord  the  sov'reign  King; 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heav'nly  honours  sing: 
Nor  let  the  dream   |  Make  you  forget 
Of  pow'r  and  state,  J  Mis  pow'r  supreme. 
O      9  Virgins  and  youths,  engage 

To  sound  his  praise  divine; 
ti      While  infancy  and  age 

Their  feebler  voices  join: 
0  Wide  as  he  reigns  I  By  every  tongue, 
Hb  name  be  6ung,  J  In  endless  strains. 


148,  149. 

g      10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  who  rules  above: 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love: 
While  earth  and  sky  I  His  saints  shall  raise 
Attempt  his  praise,    j  His  honours  high. 

Triumph. 
L.  M.  Paraphrased. 
Universal  Praise  to  God. 
g  1  LOUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

From  distant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell; 
Let  heav'n  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell, 
e  3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 

An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss; 
o  Fly  through  the  world,  O  sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 
— 9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
o  When  nature  all  around  you  sings? 
m  O  for  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 

From  humble  swains,  and  lofty  kings', 
g  10  Wide — as  his  vast  dominion  lies- 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known: 
u  Loud — as  his  thunder — shout  his  praise, 
g  And  sound  it  lofty — as  his  throne, 
e  11  Jehovah!  'tis  a  glorious  word, 

0  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue! 

o  But  saints  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 

Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 
o  12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love, 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  chord; 
u  From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord.  Old  Hundred. 
S,  M. 
Universal  Praise. 

1  LET  ev'ry  creature  join, 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God; 

Yc  heav'nly  hosts,  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun,  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon,  with  paler  rays, 

Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 
And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame; 

By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  you  rise, 
Or  fall  in  show'rs,  or  snow; 

Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  skies, 
His  pow'r  and  glory  show: 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 
Agree  to  praise  the  Lord; 

When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire,, 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honours  be  express'd; 

But  saints  who  taste  his  saving  love 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 
St.  Thomas's, 

PSALM   149.   C.  M. 
The  Saints  Judging  the  World. 

1  k  LL  ye  who  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
J\      And  let  your  songs  be  new; 

Amidst  the  church,  with  cheerful  voice, 
His  later  wonders  shew. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  sing; 

o  And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise.. 
While  Ziou  owns  her  King. 


PSALM  150. 


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e  3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just, 
Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn- 
The  meek,  who  lie  despis'd  in  dust, 
Salvation  shall  adorn. 
— 4  Saints  should  be  joyful  in  their  King, 
Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed; 
And,  like  the  souls  in  glory,  sing: 
For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 
9  5  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongues, 
Their  hands  shall  wield  the  sword; 
And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  songs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 
g  6  When  Christ  his  judgment  seat  ascends, 
And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepared  for  all  his  friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

■  ■  ■  Arundel. 


PSALM  150.    C.  M. 


Ver.  1, 2,  5. — 1  Song  of  Praise. 

1  ¥N  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise; 
J|  His  grace  he  there  reveals; 

To  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raise; 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move, 
While  you  rehearse  his  deeds: 

But  the  great  work  of  saving  love 
Your  highest  praise  exceeds. 

5  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  blest; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 

My  soul  shall  praise  him  best.     Doxohgii- 


THE    CHRISTIAN    DOXOLOGY. 


L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  iu  heav'n. 

C.  M. 

LET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  hira  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

C.  M. 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 

Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new  creating  breath. 

To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Let  saints,  and  angels  join. 


S.  M. 
YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  who  dwell  below. 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too, 

P.  M. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be, 
Eternal  praise  and  glory  giv'n — 
Thro'  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heav'n. 

P.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne, 

Perpetual  honours  raise; 

Glory  to  God  the  Son, 

To  God  the  Spirit  praise: 
With  all  our  pow'rs,       I    Thy  name  we  sing, 
Eternal  King*,  J    While  faith  adores. 


CHRISTIAN  PSALMODY. 

PART  II. 

WATTS'S   HYMNS   ABRIDGED. 
BOOK  I. 

COLLECTED    FROM    THE    HOLY    SCRIPTURES. 


HYMN  1.    C  M. 

,.2  JVew  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  -was  slain. 
Rev.  v,  6,  8,  9,  10,  12. 
1  T>  EIIOLD  ihe  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

1  [3     Amidst  his  Father's  throne: 
Prepare  new  honours  tor  his  name, 
And  songs,  before  unknown. 
e  2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 
The  church  adore  around; 
With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 
. — S  Those  are  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  saints., 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise: 
e  Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints. 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise, 
s   G  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 
Be  endless  blessings  paid; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain, 
Forever,  on  thy  head. 
d  7  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 
Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free; 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee! 
g  8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  pow'r; 
Th;ni  shorten  these  delaying  days; 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 

Devizes.    St.  Asaph's. 

HYMN  2.    L.  M. 

The  Deity  and  Humanity  q/"CHmsT.    John  i, 
1,3,  14;    Col.  i,  lfi;  andEph.iii,  9,  10. 

1  "H^RE  the    blue    heav'ns    were    stretch'd 
j£j  From  everlasting  was  the  Word;  [abroad, 
With  God  he  was;  the  Word  was  God! 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 
2  Bv  his  own  pow'r  were  all  things  made, 
By  him  supported  all  things  stand; 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  bis  command. 

p  4  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heav'nty  forms — 
The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay: 
That  he  may  hold  converse  with  worms, 
Dress'din  such  feeble  Cesh  as  they, 


o  5  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 

Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son; 
e  How  full  of  truth!   how  full  of  grace! 

When  thro'  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shonel 
g  6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 

To  learn  new  myst'ries  here,  and  tell, 

The  love  of  our  descending  God, 

The  "lories  of  Tmmanuel.       Castle-street. 

HYMN  3.    S.  M. 

The   Nativity   of   Christ.    Luke    i,  30,    U.C. 
Luke  ii,  10. 
1  TB  EHOLD,  the  grace  appears! 
J  W     The  promise  is  futfilFd! 
Mary  the  wondrous  virgin  bears. 
And  Jesus  is  the  child! 
4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 

A  heav'uly  form  appears; 
He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 
e      5  "Go  humble  swains,"  said  he, 
"To  David's  city  fly; 
"The  promis'd  infant,  born  today, 
"Does  in  a  manger  lie. 
C  "With  looks  and  hearts  serene, 
"Go  visit  Christ,  your  King:" 
— And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing:— 
o  7  "Glory  to  God  on  high! 

"And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth; 
"Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 

"At  the  Redeemer's  birth." St. Thomas's. 

HYMN  5.    C.  M. 

Subnvssion  to  afflictive  Providence.  Job  i,  21 , 
1    m  T  AKEI),  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

|^|      And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
Wc  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust, 
e  2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  short  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 
— 3  'Tis  God,  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 
Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave; 
He  gives — ami  (blessed  l>e  his  naraei) 
J  le  takes  but  vt  hat  he  gave. 


Book  I. 


HYMN  7,  9,  10,  11. 


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a  4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions  then, 
Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 
o  5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread; 
e  And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

Canter/n^y.    Tsle  of  Wight. 

HYMN   7.    C.  M. 

Imitation  of  the  Gospel.    Isa.  Iv,  1,2,  &c. 
1    £    ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 

If    And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice! 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  voice, 
o  2  Ho!  all  ye  hungry  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, — 
e  And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys, 

To  fill  an  empty  mind: — 
o  3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd 
A  soul  reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  ri«h  provision  taste. 
o  4  Ho! — ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 
e       And  pine  away  and  die; 
o  Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

o  5  Rivers  of  love,  and  mercy  here, 
In  a  rich  ocean  join; 
Salvation,  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine, 
d  6  TYe  pe rishing  and  naked  poor, 
Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 

That  will  not  hide  your  sin; 
7  Come  naked — and  adorn  your  souls 

In  robes  prepar'd  by  God; 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dyed  in  his  own  blood.] 
e  8  [Dear  God!  the  treasures  of  thy  love 
Are  everlasting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins!] 
o  9  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day: 
— Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 

And  drive  our  wants  away.  Sunday. 

HYMN  9.    C.  M. 

Proffered  Grace.    Isa.  Iv,  1,  2;  Zech.  xiii,  1; 

Mic.  vii,  19;  Ezek.  xxxvi,  25,  See. 
e  1    IN  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives, 
I     To  gather  empty  wind; 
The  choicest  blessings,  earth  can  yield, 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind, 
o  2  Come — and  the  Lord  shall  feed  our  souls, 
With  more  substantial  meat; 
With  such  as  saints  in  glory  love, 
With  such  as  augels  eat. 
— 3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  want  supply, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace; 
He  gives,  by  cov'nant  and  by  oath, 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

o  4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanse  our  spotted  souls, 

And  wash  away  our  stains — 
e  In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son, 

Pour'd  from  his  dying  veins. 
d  7  Our  heart,  that  flinty,  stubborn  thii.g, 

That  terrours  cannot  move, — 
That  fears  no  threat'nings  of  his  wrath — ■ 

Shall  be  diswrtv'd  bv  love* 


— 8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away, 
That  would  not  be  refin'd, 
And  from  the  treasures  of  his  grace 

Bestow  a  softer  mind. 
9  There  shall  his  sacred  Spirit  dwell, 

And  deep  engrave  his  law; 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  souls 
To  swift  obedience  draw. 
o  10  Thus  will  he  pour  salvation  down; 

And  we  shall  render  praise; 
d  We — the  dear  people  of  his  love, 

And  he — our  God  of  grace.  Zioa. 

HYMN  10.    S.  M. 

The  Blessedness  of  Gospel  Times.    Isa.  v,  2,  7„ 
8,  9,  10;  Matt,  xiii,  16,  17. 
1     1J  OW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
W   Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal! 
h       2  How  charming  is  their  voice! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are! 
o  "Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour- — King, 

"He  reigns  and  triumphs  here!" 
o      3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound! — 
— Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 

And  sought,  but  never  found! 
o      4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  thisheav'nly  light! 
e  Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 

But  dy'd  without  the  sight! 
o      5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice^ 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
o  Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  desarts  learn  the  joy 
g       6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Newton.      St    Thomas'.?. 

HYMN  11.     L.  M. 

The  Sovereignty  of  Grace.     Luke  x,  21, 22. 

1  npHERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  re- 

H     joie'd, 
And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise; 
•'Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
•'Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heav'ns  and  seas.* 

2  "I  thank  thy  sov'reign  pow'r  and  love, 
•'That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  success; 
"And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 
"The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  o? 

grace. 

3  "But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd, 
"From  men  of  prudence  and  of  might; 
"The  prinee  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 
"And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light. 

4  "Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will  • 
"Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so; 

"  'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abase  the  proud, 
"And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 

5  "There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son; 
''Nor  can  the  Son  l>e  well  reeeiv'd, 

•'But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known." 

C  Then  let  onr  souls  adore  our  God, 

Who  deals  his  graces  as  he  please; 

Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 

Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees.  Old  Hundred  ■ 


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HYMN  14,  16,  18,  19,  21,  25. 


Book  I. 


HYMN  14.    L.  M. 

Christ's  unchangeable  Love.  (torn,  viii,  33,  he. 

1  'alkTriO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 
^f      Tis  God  who  justifies  their  souls; 

And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saiuts  to  hell? 
'Tis  Christ  who  suner'd  in  their  stead; 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead! 

3  He  lives!  he  lives!  and  sits  above, 
For  ever  interceding  there: 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair^ 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  distress, 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 

He,  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us"  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  pow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour: 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope; 
Korean  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  norpow'rs  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 
Gloucester.    Newcourt. 

HYMN  16.    C.    M. 

Hosannato  Christ.  Matt.xxi,0;  Luke  xix,38,  40. 
1    C  |  OS  ANN  A  to  the  royal  Son, 
J  f   Of  David's  ancient  line! 
e  His  natures  two,  his  person  one, 

Mysterious  and  divine. 
— 2  The  root  of  David  here,  we  find, 

And  offspring,  is  the  same; 
e  Eternity  and  time  are  join'd, 

In  our  Emmanuel's  name, 
o  3  Rless'd  he,  who  comes  to  wretched  men, 

With  peaceful  news  from  heav'n! 
u  Hosannas,  of  the  highest  .strain, 

To  Christ  the  Lord  be  giv'n! 
— 1  Let  mortals  ne'er  refuse  to  take 

Th'  Hosannaon  their  tongues; 
»  Lest  rocks  and  stones  should  rise,  and  break 

Their  sileiice  into  songs.  Devise;. 

HYMN  18.    C     vl. 

Blessed  are  the   Dead  that  die  in  the  Lord. 
Rev.  xiv,  13. 
1    JlRAU  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  pro- 

jj  I  For  all  the  pious  dead!  £  claims, 

a  Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 

And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 
— 2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd; 
e       How  kind  their  slumbers  are! 
— From  suifYings,  and  from  sins  releas'd, 

And  freed  from  ev'ry  snare, 
o  3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord; 
g  The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 

Kudin  a  large  reward.  Canterbury. 

HYMN   19.    C.  M. 

Simeon:  or,  happy    Death.     Luke  i,  27,  Sec. 
1    A    OitD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 

§  A     As  happy  Simeon  came; 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here — 
O  make  our  joys  the  same! 
o  2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight, 
The  good  old  man  was  fill'd; 
When,  fondly  in  his  wilher'd  arms, 
He  clasp'd  the  holy  Chilli. 


e  3*  "Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cry'd, 

"iJehold  thy  servant  dies; 
"I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 

"And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 
«  4  "This  is  the  light  prepar'd  to  shine, 

"Upon  the  Gentile  lands; 
"Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 

"To  break  their  slavish  bands." 
— 5  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hathoverpow'ring  charms! 
Scarce  shall  1  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 

If  Christ  be  in  my  arras. 
6  Then,  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 

How  sweet  my  mioutes  roll! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 

And  glory  in  my  soul!        Barby.     Zion. 


HYMN  21.    C.  M. 

Kingdom  of  Christ  among-  Men.    Rev.  xxi,  1 , 

2,  3,  4. 
o  1    J    O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears, 

|  4  To  our  believing  eyes! 
g  The  earth  and  seas  are  pass  d  away, 

And  the  old  rolling  skies! 

o  2  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  resides 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 

Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 
— 3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sin <*, — 
o  "Mortals  behold  the  sacred  seat 

"Of  your  descending  King. 
— 4  "The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men, 

"Removes  his  bless'd  abode; 
e  "Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 

"And  he  their  loving  God. 
5  "His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears, 

"From  ev'ry  weeping  eye; 
"And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 

"And  death  itself  shall  die.  ' 
— 6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long, 

Shall  this  blight  hour  delay? 
n  Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 

And  bring  the  welcome  day.  York. 

HYMN  25.    L.  M. 

A  Vision  of  the  Lamb     Rev.  v,  6,  7,  S,  9. 
o  1     A  LL  mortal  vanities,  be  gone! 

r\.   Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  uor  tire  my  ears; 
e  Behold,  amidst  th'  eternal  throne, 

A  vision  of  the  Lamb  appears! 
— 4  All  the  assembling  saints  around 

Fall  worshipping  before  the  Lamb; 

And,  in  new  songs  of  gospel  sound. 

Address  their  honours  to  his  name. 

5  The  joy,  the  shout,  the  harmony 
o  Flies  o  er  the  everlasting  hills; 
o  "Worthy  art  thou  alone,"  they  cry, 

"To  read  the  book,  to  loose  the  seals." 
o  6  Our  voices  join  the  heav'nly  strain; 

And  with  transporting  pleasure  sing, 
u  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  nnce  was  slat?/, 

To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King.' 
e  8  Thou  hast  redeem  d  our  souls  from  hell. 

With  thine  invaluable  blood; 

And  wretches,  who  did  once  rebel, 

Are  now  made  favVites  of  their  God. 
g  9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 

Who  dy'd  for  treasons  not  his  own; 

By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador  d, 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father'*  throne.  Oporis 


Book  I. 


HYMN  26,  27,  30,  39,  40,  48. 


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HYMN  26.    C.  M. 

Hope  of  Heaven  by  Cunisx.    1  Pet.  i,  3,  4,  5. 
1    6  i  LESS'D  he  the  everlasting  God, 

I  •;.  The  Father  of  our  Lord; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 

His  majesty  ador'd. 
e  2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  sky, 
o  He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope, 

That  they  should  never  die. 
e  3  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust; 
o  Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 

So  all  his  foH'wers  must, 
e  4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 

ReseiVd  against  that  day; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 

And  cannot  waste  away, 
g  5  Saints,  by  the  pow'r  of  God,  are  kept, 

'Till  the  salvation  come: 
e  We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here, 
o       'Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

St.  Martin's.  Bedford. 


HYMN  27.    C.   M. 

A  Saint  prepared  to  die.  2  Tim.  iv,  6,  7,  8, 18. 
1  t  4  4EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 

|_J  And  bear  my  spirit  home! 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come? 
o  2  With  heav'nly  -weapons,  I  have  fought 
The  battles  of  the  Lord; 
Finish'd  my  coarse,  and  kept  the  faith, — 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.] 
—3  God'has  laid  up  in  heav'n,  for  me, 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade; 
e  The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 

Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 
— 4  Nor  has  the  King  of  grace  decreed 
This  prize  for  me  alone; 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 
o  5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe, 
From  ev'ry  ill  design; 
And  to  bis  heav'nly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine, 
g  6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 
And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain; 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 

And  endless  praise.    Amew.  St.  Paid'*. 

HYMN  30.    L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Deliverance  answered.  Isa,  xxvi, 
8—20. 

1'  T|N  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 
I    We  wait  the  visits  of  thy  grace; 

Our  souls  desire  is  to  thy  name, 

And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
ex  2  My  thoughts  are  searching,  Lord,  for  thee, 

'Mongst  the  black  shades  of  lonesome  night; 

My  earnest  cries  salute  the  skies, 

Before  the  dawn  restore  the  light. 
e  3  Ix)ok,  how  rebellious  men  deride 

The  tender  patience  of  my  God; 
o  But  they  shall  see  thy  lifted  hand, 

And  feel  the  seourges  of  thy  rod. 
d  4  Hark!  the  Eternal  rends  the  sky, 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes; 
b  A  voice  of  music  to  his  friends, 
k  Bm  threut'niog  thunder  to  his  foes. 
9 


e  5  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms, 
Hide  in  the  chambers  of  ray  grace; 

o  'Till  the  fierce  storms  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  fury  cease. 

Blend'in. 

HYMN   39.    C.  M. 
Gon's  tender  care  of  his    Church.    Isa.  xlix| 

13,  14,  &c. 
o  1  TW'OW  shall  my  inward  joys  arise, 

-i-^l    And  burst  into  a  song; 
Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 

And  pleasures  tune  my  tongue.  > 

— 2  God  on  his  thirsty  Sion's  hill 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown; 
o  And  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love, 

To  shower  salvation  down. 
e  S  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fear9, 

Suspicions,  and  complaints? 
— Is  he  a  God?  and  shall  his  grace, 

Grow  weary  of  his  saints? 
a  4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb? 
And,  'mongst  a  thousand  tender  tho'ts, 

Her  suckling  have  no  room? 
— 5  "Yet,"    saith    the   Lord,  "should   nature 

"And  mothers  monsters  prove,     ^change* 
o  "Sion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 

"Of  everlasting  Love, 
g  6  "Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands, 

"I  have  engrav  d  her  name: 
"My  hands  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  walls, 

"And  build  her  broken  frame."    Zion. 

HYMN  4(».    L.  M. 
Saints  in  Heaven.    Rev.  vii,  13 — 15,  &c. 
b  1    WWT  HAT  bappy  men,  or  angels,  these, 
*  T  That  all  theirrobesarespotless  while} 
Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive, 
At  the  pure  realms  of  heav'nly  light?' 

e  2  From  tort'ring  racks,  and  burning  fires, 
And  seas  of  their  own  blood,  they  came: 
But  nobler  blood  has  wash'd  their  robe», 
Flowing  from  Christ  the  dying  Lamb. 

g  3  Now  they  approach  th'  Almighty  throne, 
With  loud  hosannas  night  and  day; 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Three-One, 
Measure  their  Hess'd  eternity. 

o  4  No  more  shall  hunger  pain  their  souls; 
He  bids  their  parching  thirst  be  gone; 
And  spreads  the  shadow  of  his  wings, 
To  screen  them  from  the  scorching  sun. 
5  The  Lamb,  who  fills  the  middle  throne. 
Shall  shed  around  his  milder  beams; 
There  shall  they  feast  on  his  rich  love, 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  streams. 

g  6  Thus  shall  their  mighty  bliss  renew, 
Thro'  the  vast  round  of  endless  years; 

e  A  nd  the  soft  hand  of  sovereign  grace 

Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears. 
Neifcniirt. 

HYMN  48.     L.  M.  " 

The  Christian  Race.    Isa.  xl.  28 — 31. 
1     A  WAKE,  our  souls!  (away  our  fears, 
j\    Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gQua^ 
o  Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
e  2  True,  'lis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
— But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds' the  strength  of  ev'ry  roint* 


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HYMN  49,  50,  51,  52,  54,  56. 


Book  h 


g  3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  pow'r, 

Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young; 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 

Their  everlasting  circles  run. 
o  4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply; 
«  While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 
a  Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 
r>  5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  heav'nly 'road. 

Yant-xich.     Leeds. 

HYMN  49.    C  M. 
Works  of  Moses,  and  of  the  LasIb.    Rev.  xv,  3. 
2  4SHHIST  has  done  more  than  Moses  did, 

\J  Our  Prophet  and  our  King; 
From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  souls, 

And  taught  our  lips  to  sing, 
i  In  the  Red  Sea,  by  Moses'  hand, 

The  Egyptian  host  w.is  drown'd; 
But  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  siiigj 

And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 
4  When  thro'  the  desert  Israel  wen(, 

With  manna  they  were  fed; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  flesh, 
And  calls  it  living  bread, 
e  5  Moses  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 

Yet  never  reach 'd  the  place: 
o  Bat  Christ  shall  bring  his  foll'wers  home 

To  see  his  Father's  face. 
3  6  Then  shall  our  love  and  joy  be  full, 
And  feel  a  warmer  flame; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.  Jirimdel. 


HYMN  50.    C.  M 

Song  o/Zacharias.  Luke  i,  68,  &c.  John  i,29,  32. 

1  VT  O  W  be  the  God  of  Israel  bless'd, 
j-^l    Who  makes  his  truth  appear; 

His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 
And  all  the  oaths  he  sware. 

2  Now  he  bedews  old  David's  root, 
With  blessings  from  the  skies: 

o  He  makes  the  branch  of  promise  grow, 

The  promis'd  horn  arise. 
0  6  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high 

Sink  ev  ry  mountaia  low; 
c  The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 

Shall  his  salvation  know. 
0  7  The  heathen  realms,  with  Israel's  land, 

Shalt  join  in  sweet  accord; 
And  all  that's  born  of  man  shall  see, 

The  glory  of  the  Lord. 
d  8  Behold  the  morning  Star  arise, 

Ye  that  in  darkness  sit: 
■ — He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 

•  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet.     Bethlehem. 

HYMN  51.    S.   M. 

Preserving  Grace.    J  ude  24,  25. 

*  t  FT^O  God,  the  only  wise, 

|_      Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 
Unblemish'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 


o      4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne: 
Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

0  5  To  our  Redeemer  God 

Wisdom  with  pow'r  belongs; 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 

And  everlasting  songs.  Dover.  ' 

HYMN  52.    L.  M. 

Baptism.     Matt,  xxviii,  19.    Acts   ii,  38. 

1  Vg  WAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 

S     Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize;-  . 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word, 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  He  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands; 
And  sends  his  cov'nant,  with  the  seals^ 
To  bless  the  distant  christian  lands. 

3  "Repent  and  be  baptiz'd,"  he  saith, 
"For  the  remission  of  your  sins;" 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shews  us  what  his  gospel  means, 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends,  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee. 
And  seal  our  cov  nant  with  the  Lord; 
O  may  the  great  Eternal  Three, 

In  heav'n  our  solemn  vows  record\7Junbridgt;. 

HYMN  54.    L.  M. 

Sairits  beloved  in  Chjust.    Eph.  i,  3,  &c. 
I     B  ESUS,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name; 
•jj!  Thy  God  and  ours  is  one,  the  same; 
What  heav'nly  blessings  from  his  throne 
Flow  down  to  sinners  through  his  Son! 

2  "Christ  be  my  first  elect,"  he  said; 
Then  chose  our  souls  in  Christ  our  Head^ 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 

Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin, 
To  raise  us  up  from  death  and  sin; 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed; 
Blameless  in  love,  a  holy  seed. 

4  Predestinated  to  be  sons, 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chose  at  once; 
A  new  regenerated  race, 
To  praise  the  glory  of  his  grace, 
o  5  With  Christ,  our  Lord,  we  share  a  part 
In  the  affections  of  his  heart; 
Nor  shall  our  souls  be  thence  remov'd, 
'Till  he  forgets  his  first  beloved. 

Quercy.    Leeds. 


HYMN  56.    C.  M. 

The   Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.    Rev.  xr, 
3,  and  xvi,  19,  and  xvii,  6. 

1  \*/E  sing  the  glories  of  thy  love, 

y*      We  sound  thy  dreadful  name; 
The  Christian  church  unites  the  songs 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

2  Great  God,  how  wondrous  are  thy  works> 
Of  vengeance,  and  of  grace? 

Thou  King  of  saints,  Almighty  Lord, 
How  just  and  true  thy  ways! 

3  Who  dares  refuse  to  fear  thy  name,. 
Or  worship  at  thy  throne! 

Thy  judgments  speak  thy  holiness,, 
Through  all  the  nations  known ^ 


"Book  I. 

i  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  earth, 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs'  blood,— 
Her  crimes  shall  speedily  awake 

The  fury  of  our  God. 
e  5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd, 

And  she  must  drink  the  dregs; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  sov'reign  Judge, 

And  shall  fulfil  the  plagues.        Bedford. 

M. 


I J  WIN   57.     C 

Adam,  first  and  Second  Adam.    Rom.  v,  12, 

&c.    Psalm  li,  5;  Job  xiv,  4. 
e  1    fT>  ACK W  A  RD  with  humble  shame  we 
,Vjt     On  our  original;  [look 

P  How  is  our  nature  dash'd  and  broke, 

In  our  first  father's  fall! 
a  2  To  all  that's  good,  averse  and  blind, 
And  prone  lo  all  that's  ill; 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind! 
How  obstinate  our  will! 

3  Conceiv'd  in  sin,  (O  wretched  state) 
Before  we  draw  our  breath, 

The  first  youn-r  pulse  begins  lo  beat 
Iniquity  and  death. 

4  How  strong  in  our  degen'rate  blood 
The  old  corruption  reigns! 

And  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood, 

Wanders  through  all  our  veins! 
—7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love, 

Gan  make  our  nature  clean; 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above 

The  tempter,  death,  and  sin. 
o  8  The  Second  Adam  shall  restore, 

The  ruins  of  the  first; 
o  Hosanna  to  that  sov'reign  pow'r, 

That  new  creates  our  dust.      Plymouth. 

HYMN  59.    L.   M. 
Babylon  fallen.    Rev.  xviii,  20,  21. 

1  TV  Gabriel's  hand  a  mighty  stone 

Lies — a  fair  type  of  Babylon: 
e  "Prophets  rejoice,  and  all  ye  saints; 
"God  shall  avenge  your  long  complaints." 

2  He  said,  and  dreadful  as  he  stood, 
«  He  sunk  the  millstone  in   the  flood: 
o  "Thus  terribly  shall  Babel  fall, 

e  "Thus— andno  more  be  found  at  M."  Blendim. 


HYMN  57,  59,  60,  61,  62,  63,  64. 

2  'Twas  he,  who  cleans'd  our  foulest  sins. 

And  wash'd  us  in  his  richest  blood; 
'lis  he,  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

o  3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 
To  Jesus,  our  superior  King, 
Be  everlasting  pow'r  confess'd, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

e  4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 
And  ev'ry  eye  shall  see  him  move! 

e  Tho    with  our  sins  we  piere'd  him  once^ 

o  Then  he  displays  his  pard'ning  love. 

e  5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 

o  While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day: 
Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thv  chariot  long  dekv  Leeds. 


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HYMN  60.    L.  M. 

Mary's  Song;-  or,  Messiah  born.  Luke  i,46,&c. 

1   |  kUR  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord, 
I  f  In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice; 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  song, 
May  the  same  Spirit  tune  our  voice. 

4  To  those  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  stands  for  eyer  sure: 

From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

5  He  spake  to  Abra'am  and  his  seed, 
"In  thee  shall  all  the  earth  be  bless'd;" 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word, 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breast. 

o  6  But  now  no  more  shall  Israel  wait, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn; 

e  Lo,  the  Desire  of  nations  comes, 
Behold,  the  promis'd  Seed  is  borp!      Truro. 


HYMN  61.     L.  M. 

Christ  our  Priest  and  King.    Rev.  i,'5 — 7. 

lTVTOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
-L  '   The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
0  And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 


HYMN  62.    C.   M. 

The  Lamb  of  God  -worshipped  Rev.  v,  11 — 13. 

1  g  1OVIC  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
%  j     With  angels  round  the  throne; 

o  Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb,  that  died,  they  erf, 
To  be  exalted  thus: 

— Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 

For  he  was  slain  for  us. 
o  3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honour  and  pow'r  divine; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give.  . 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine, 
o  4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth  and  seas, 
u  Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 
5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name, 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  theLamb.  Christmas. Devizes 

n 


HYMN  63.    L.  M. 

Christ's  Humiliation  andExaltation.Hev.v,l2« 
e  1  "*T|THAT  equal  honours  shall  we  bring, 
\  J    To  thee.O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb: 

When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing, 

Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name? 
— 1  Worthy  is  He,  who  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Life,  who  groan'd  and  died! 
o  Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 

At  his  Almighty  Father's  side. 
— 3  Pow'r  and  dominion  are  His  due, 
e  Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar; 
— Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 
e  Tho'  he  was  charg'd  with  madness  there. 
— 4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
e  Yet  he  sustain'd  amazing  loss; 
o  To  him  ascribe  eternal  might, 
— Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

o  5  Honour,  immortal,  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn; 

While  glory  shines  around  his  head. 

And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn, 
o  6  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched;  men: 
g  Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 

And  ev'ry  creature  say,  Awf.v.       Oporto. 


HYMN  64.     S.   M. 

Adoption.     1  John  iii,  1,  &tc.     Gal.  vi,  6 

I  TOEHOLD!  what  wondrous  grace 

MJ     The  Father  hath  beslow'd, 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 

To  call  them  sons  of  God! 


HYMN  67,  69,  72,  74,  76. 


Book  L 


2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 
That  we  should  be  unknown; 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Nor  does  it  yet  appear 
How  great  we  must  be  made} 

But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure; 

May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 
3  If  in  my  Father's  love, 
I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 
6  We  would  no  longer  lie, 
Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne; 
My  faith  shall  Jibba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

Dover.     Newton. 

HYMN  67.    L.  M. 

Seeking'  the  Pastures  of  Christ.    Cant.  i.  7. 
1  ^I^HOU,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 

A  All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love — 
<$  Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 

Where  do  thy  sweetest  pastures  grow.' 
e  2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock, 

That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock? 

Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 

Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one, 

That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown? 
0  My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, 

Would  never  seek  another  love, 
o  4  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see; 

Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be; 

A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 

Bought  with  thy  \vounds,and  groans, and  tears. 
e  5  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 

And  bids  me  drink  his  richest  blood; 

0  Here,  to  these  hills,  my  soul  will  come, 
'Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home. 

Sicilian.    Moreton. 

HYMN  69.    L.  M. 

Christ's  Love  to  his  Church.  Cant,  ii,  8 — 13. 

1  ^l^HE  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds, 

JL  Over  the  rooks  and  rising  grounds; 

O'er  hills  ofguiltand  seas  of  grief, 

He  leaps,  he  flies— to  my  relief. 
C  2  Now,  through  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see, 

With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  on  me; 
— Now,  in  the  gospel's  clearest  glass, 

He  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
b  3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 

Doth  with  his  beauties,  and  his  tongue; 
O  "Rise,"  saith  ray  Lord,  "make  haste  away, 

"No  mortal  joy  a  are  worth  thy  stay. 
b  4  "The  Jewish  wintry  state  is  gone, 

"The  mists  are  fled,  the  spring  comes  on; 
— "The  sacred  turtle  dove  we  hear 
o  "Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 
— 5-  "The  immortal  vine  of  heav'nly  root 

"Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit:" 
i7  Lo  we  are  come — to  taste  the  wine; 
o  Our  souls  rejoice,  and  bless  the  Vine. 
—6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 
o  "Rise  up,  my  Love,  make  haste  away!" 
Tj  Our  hearts  would  fain  outfly  the  wind, 

And  fcave  all  earthly  loves  behind.     Shoel. 


HYMN  72.    L.  M. 


Coronation  of  Christ,  and    Espousals  «f  the 
Church.    Cant.iii,  2. 

1  TkAUGHTERS  of  Sion,  come,  behold 
tjf  The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 

Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown, 

Piac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 
O  2  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King, 

Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring; 

Accept  the  well-deserv'd  renown, 

And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 
b  3  Let  ev'ry  act  of  worship  be, 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee; 

Like  the  dear  hour,  when  from  above 

We  first  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love, 
o  4  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day! 

Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay; 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 

Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 
— 5  Each  foil' wing  minute  as  it  flies, 

Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joyg; 
o  'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name, 

At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
0  6  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 

And  bring  that  coronation-day! 
g  The  King  of  grace  shall  fill  the  throne. 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  om.Leeds.  Green's. 

HYMN  74.    L.  M. 

The  Garden  of  Christ.  Cant.iv,  12 — 15;  v,  1. 

b  1  ^^7E  are  a  garden  wall'd  around, 

*  V    Chosen,  and  made  peculiar  ground; 
A  little  spot — inclos'd  by  grace, 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness. 

— 2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  spice  we  stand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand; 
And  all  his  springs  in  Zionflow, 
To  make  the  young  plantation  grow. 

0  3  Awake,  O  heav'nly  wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume; 
Spirit  divine,  deseend  and  breathe 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

~ 4  Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad, 
To  entertain  our  Saviour  God: 
And  faith  and  love,  and  joy  appear, 
And  ev'ry  grace  he  active  here. 

0  &  Jesus,  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 
And  sing  the  bounties  of  our  Lord: 

e  But  the  rich  food  on  which  we  live 
Demands  more  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

[Portugal. 

HYMN  76.    L.  M. 

Christ  inHeaven  and  onEarth.  Cant.vi,l-3,12. 

1  %/l^HEN  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 

»  »     What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwellj 
Where  he  is  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  might  seek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  best  Beloved  keeps  his  throne, 
On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown; 
But  he  descends,  and  shows  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

5  He  takes  my  soul,  e'er  I'm  aware, 
And  shows  me  where  his  glories  are; 
No  chariot  of  Amminadib 
The  heav'nly  rapture  can  describe. 

o  6  O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise, 
On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies; 

e  'Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove, 
To  dwell  forever  with  my  love.       Islington. 


Book  I.  HYMN  80,  81, 

HYMN  80.    L.  M. 

An  Evening  Hymn.   Ps.  iv,  8;  iii,  5,  6;  cxlii,  8. 
irriHUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 
H    Thus  far  his  powY  prolongs  my  days; 
And  ev'ry  evening  should  make  known, 

Some  fresh  memorials  of  his  grace, 
e  2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to   waste, 

And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home; 
— But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 
e  3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
— While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 
e  6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground; 
9  And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 

With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound.    Bethel. 

HYMN  81.    L.  M. 

A  Song  for  Morning  and  Evening. 
Lam.  iii,  23;  Isa.  xlv,  7. 
I    \/f  Y  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love! 
i^_I_  I'hy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new; 
.  And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 
3  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sovYeign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powYs. 

3  I  yietd  my  powYs  to  thy  command, 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hr.nd 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

Nant-wich.  Sicilian. 

HYMN  82.    L.  M. 

God  far  above  Creatures:  or,  J  fan  vain  and 
mortal.  Job  iv,  17— —21. 

e  1    £1HALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood, 

J^    Contend  with  their  Creator  God? 
a  Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 

More  holy,  wise,  or  just  than  he? 
— 2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 

Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne; 

Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 

Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise, 
c  5  But  h»w  much  meaner  things  are  they, 

Who  spring  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  clay? 

Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint,  and  vanish  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight; 
Bury'd  in  dust  whole  nations  lie, 

Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 
p  5  Almighty  powY,  to  thee  we  bow; 
How  frail  are  we!  how  glorious  thou! 
No  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare.      Geneva. 

HYMN  83.  C.  M. 

AJfliction  and  Death  under  Providence . 
Job  v,  6,  7,  8. 
1     T^rOT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 

[^|      Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance; 
p  Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes; 

A  sad  inheritance! 
—2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 

And  still  are  upwards  borne; 
p  So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 

And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 


82,  83,  84,  87,  88. 


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— 3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leare  my  cause, 
And  trust  Ins  promis'd  grace; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well  known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteousness. 

o  4  Not  all  the  pains  that  ere  I  bore 
Shall  spoil  my  future  peace; 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more, 
Than  what  my  Father  please. 

Isle  of  Wight.  Bangor. 

HYMN  84.    L.  M. 

Chris*  the  Saviour.  Isa.  xlv,  21 — 25. 
el    I  EHOVAH  speaks,  let  Israel  hear! 

t»;3      Let  all  the  earth  rejoice,  and  fear'. 
While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  sovYeign  honours  and  his  names. 

d  2  "I  am  the  last,  and  I  the  first, 
The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  just; 
There's  none  besides  pretends  to  shew 
Such  justice  and  salvation  too. 

3  [Ye  that  in  shades  cf  darkness  dwell, 
Just  on  the  verge  of  death  arid  hell, 
Look  up  tome  from  distant  lands, 
Light,  life,  and  heav'n  are  in  my  hands. 

g  4  I  by  my  holy  name  have  sworn, 
Nor  shall  the  word  in  vain  return; 
To  me  shall  all  things  bend  the  knee, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  shall  swear  to  roe.3 

5  In  me,  alone,  shall  men  confess, 
Lies  all  their  strength  and  righteousness- 
e  But  such  as  dare  despise  my  name, 
I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  shame. 

— 6  In  me,  the  Lord,  shall  all  the  seed 
Of  Israel  from  their  sins  be  freed; 
And  by  their  shining  graces  prove 
Their  int'rest  in  my  pard'ning  love." 

^ Old  Hundred 

HYMN  87.    L.  M. 

God  dwells  ivith  the  Humble  and  Penitent. 
Isa.  Ivii,  15,  16. 

1  fllHUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One. 
g        \       "I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne; 

My  name  is  Gud,  I  dwell  on  high, 

Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 
— 2  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 

On  earth,  I  have  a  mansion  too; 
e  The  humble  spirit   and  contrite 

Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 
— 3  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive, 

I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live; 

Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 

And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind, 
e  4  [When  I  contend  against  their  sin, 

1  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been, 
a  But  should  my  wrath  for  ever  smoke, 

Their  souls  would  sink  beneath  my  stroke." 
o  5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 

Lest  we  should  faint,  despair  and  die! 
— Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  approve 

The  methods  of  thy  ehast'ning  love.] 

Green's.  Castle  Str<-rt. 

HYMN  88.    L.  M. 

Life  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Ilofie.     Eccl.  ix. 
4,  5,  6,  10. 
1  T   1FE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 

I  4    The  time  to  insure  the  great  reward 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 


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HYMN  89,  91,  S3,  94,  95,  97,  99.  Book  I. 

e  3  But  the  vile  wretch  who  flies  from  me, 
Does  his  own  soul  an  injury; 

a  Fools,  who  against  my  grace  rebel, 
Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  hell." 

Islington. 


2  [Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n 

To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heav'u; 

The  day  of  grace; — and  mortals  may 

Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day.] 
p  3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die; 

But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie: 

Their  mern'ry  and  their  sense  is  gone, 

Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 
e  4  [Their  hatred,  and  their  love  is  lost, 

Their  envy  bury'd  in  the  dust; 

They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done, 

Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun.] 
— 5  Then,  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 

My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  pursue; 
C  Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 
e  6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  past, 

In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste; 
a  But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair 

Reigi  in  eternal  silence  \ke\-e .  Armley .  Bath. 

HYMN  89.     L.  M. 

Youth  and  Judgment.     Eccl.  xi,  9. 
o  i    ~\7E  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

|_  Indulge  your  eyes, indulge  your  tongue; 

Taste  the  delights  your  souls  desire, 

And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire. 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine; 

Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth; — but  know, 
a  There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too! 
e  5  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  tho'ts, 

His  book  records  your  secret  faults; 

The  works  of  darkness,  you  have  done, 

Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 

Should  strike  your  hearts  with  terrour  through: 
p  How  will  you  stand  before  his  face, 

Or  answer  for  his  injur'd  grace? 
— 5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 

From  these  alluring  vanities; 

0  And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 

Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord.  Babylon. 

HYMN  91.    L.  M. 

~.1dvicc  to  Youth.     Eccl.  xii,  1,  7;  Isa.  lxv,  20. 

1  \JO\V  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
1^1    Uemember  your  Creator  God; 

e  Behold  (he  months  come  hast'ning  on, 

When  you  shall  say — Mj  joys  are  gone. 
a  2  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes, 

Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 

Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 
p  3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again; 

The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 

Ascends  to  God;  not  there  to  dwell, — 
a  But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 
e  4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name! 

Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am; 
— And  when  mv  soul  must  hence  remove, 

Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love.      Geneva. 

HYMN  93.    L.  M. 

CnnrsT  obeyed  or  resisted.  Prov.  vi'ti,  34 — 36. 
1  (T|^HUS  saith  the  Wisdom  of  the  Lord, 
[     "West  is  the  man  who  hears  my  word; 
Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates, 
And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits, 
o  2  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 
Immortal  wealth,  and  heav'nly  gain; 
Immortal  life  is  his  reward, 
Life,  and  the  favour  of-lhe  Lord. 


HYMN  94.    CM    -■ 
Justification:or,]jaiv  and  GVace.Rom. iii, 19-22: 
I    %  '  A1N  are  the  hopes,  the  sons  of  men 
T       On  their  own  works  have  built; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  are  unclean, 
And  all  iheir  actions  guilt, 
e  2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 
Without  a  murmVing  word; 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand, 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 
— 3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law, 
To  justify  us  now; 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 
o  4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 
When  in  thy  name  we  trust! 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 

That  makes  the  sinner  just.       Reading. 


ght; 


HYMN  95.    Cr  M. 

Regeneration.  John  i,  13,  and  iii,  3,  ius.-. 
1     "Vj  OT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
'  ^>      Nor  rites  that  God  has  giv'n, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 

Can  raise  a  soul  to  heav'n. 
2  The  sov'reign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  race, 
b  3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heav'nly  wind, 
Blows  on  the  sons  of  flesh; 
New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

o  4  Our  quicken'd  souls  awake,  and  rise, 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death; 
o  On  heav'nly  tilings  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  emplovs  our  breath.  St.  Martin's. 
HYMN  97.     L.   VI. 
Christ  our  Wisdom,  Righteousness,  &c. 
1  Cor.  i,  30. 
e  1  T>URY'Din  shadows  of  the  night, 

-EJ  We  lie — 'till  Christ  restores  the  li 
o  Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind, 
p  2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drown'd  in  tears, 

'Till  his  atoning  blood  appears: 
o  Then,  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 

0  And  sing,  the  loud  our  righteousness. 
e  3  Our  very  frame  is  raix'd  with  sin; 

— His  Spirit  makes  our  natures  clean; 

Such  virtues  from  his  sufferings  flow, 

At  once  to  cleanse,  and  pardon  too. 
e  4  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 

Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains; 

He  sets  the  pris'ners  free,  and  breaks 

The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 
e  5  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 

Grace,  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  righteousness; 
g  Thou  art  our  mighty  All — and  we 

Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

Brentford. 

HYMN  99     C    M. 

Stones  made  Children  of  Abraham.  Matt,  iii,  9  , 

1  "^TTATN  are  the  hopes,  that  rebels  place., 

y       Upon  their  birth  and  blood; 
Descended  from  a  pious  rac, 
Their  fathers  now  with  God. 


Book  I. 


HYMN  101,  102,  103,  104,  105,  106,  107. 


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2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell, 
Can  take  the  hardest  stones, 

And  fill  the  house  of  Abraham  well, 
With  new  created  sons. 

3  Such  wondrous  pow'r  does  he  possess, 
Who  formed  our  mortal  frame; 

Who  calf  d  the  world  from  emptiness — 
The  world  obey'd,  and  came.     Plymouth. 


HYMN  101.     L.  M. 
Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  repenting  Sinner. 
Luke  xv,  7,  10. 
e  1    \ \  f  HO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 
"  f       Through  all  the  courts  of  paradise, 
To  see  a  a  prodigal  return, 
To  see  an  weir  of  glory  born? 
— 2  With  joy  the  Father  does  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love; 
The  Son  with  joy  looks  down,  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 
3  Tl»e  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  form'd  anew; 
o    And  saints  ai;d  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

Oporto.  JSloreton. 


HYMN  102.     L.  M. 
The  Beatitudes.     Matt,  v,  2—12. 

1    |_j  LEST  are  the  humble  souls  who  see 
J~J     Their  emptiness  and  poverty; 
o  Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 

And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 
a  2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 

Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
— The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
e  3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 

From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
o  God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 

And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 
e  4  Blest  are  the  souls  who  thirst  for  grace, 

Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness; 
o  They  shall  be  well  supply'd  and  fed, 

With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 
a  5  Blest  are  the  men,  whose  bowels  move, 

And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love; 
— From  Christ  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 

Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

e  6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 

From  the  defiling  pow'r  of  sin; 
o  With  endless  pleasure,  they  shall  see 

A  God  of  spotless  purity, 
e  7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strifej 
o  They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
— 8  Blest  are  the  sufF'rers,  who  partake 

Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake; 
u  Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord; 
g  Glorv  and  joy  are  their  reward.      Green's. 
"  HYMN   (03.     C.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel.    2  Tim.  i,  12. 
o  1   Tl  'M  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
j      Nor  to  defend  his  cause; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 
e  2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name,— 
His  name  is  all  my  trust: 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost, 
g  3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure, 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'Till  the  decisive  nouV. 


o  4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face; 
And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place.  St.  Ann's. 

HYMN  104.  C.    VI. 
State  of  Nature  and  Grace.  1  Cor.  vi,  10, 11. 
1    Tk;  OT  the  malicious,  or  profane, 
J^j      The  wanton,  or  the  proud, 
Nor  thieves,  nor  sland'rers,  shall  obtain. 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 
b  2  Surprising  grace!  and  such  were  we, 
By  nature  and  by  sin! 
Heirs  ef  immortal  misery, 
Unholy  and  unclean, 
o  3  But  we  are  wash'd  in  Jesos'  blood, 
We're  pardon'd  through  his  name; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  sanctified  our  frame. 
— 4  O  for  a  persevering  pow'r, 
To  keep  thy  just  commands! 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 

No  more  pollute  our  hands.  York.. 

HYMN  105.    C.  M. 
Heaven.     1  Cor.  ii,  9,  10.  Rev.  xxi,  27. 

1  T^J  OR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
_^j      Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd, 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come: 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home, 
b  S  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 
And  all  the  region  peace; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye. 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 
—4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 
Pollution,  sin  and  shame; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb, 
o  5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 
There  all  their  names  are  found; 
e  The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 

To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground.         Zion. 


HYMN  106.     S.  M. 
Dead  to  Sin  by  the  Cross  of  Christ. 


Rom.  vi, 


1    O  HALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 

J5     Because  free  grace  abounds? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds? 
-    2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God! 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said, 
That  we  whose  sins  are  crucify'd. 
Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 
3  We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 
Since  Christ  has  made  us  free; 
Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  the  cross, 

And  bought  our  liberty.  jiylesbury. 


HYMN  107.     L.  M. 
Fall  and  Recovery   of  Jtiicm.    Gen.  iii,  1,  15, 
17.   Gal.  iv,  4.   Col.  ii,  15. 
1  B  iECF.IV'D  by  subtle  snares  of  hell, 

tj  9  Adam  our  head,  our  father  full! 
When  Satan  in  the  serpent  hid, 
Propos  d  the  fruit  that  God  forbid, 
e  2  Death  was  the  threat'ning;  death  beg«a 
To  take  possession  of  the  man: 
His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curses  smote  fhe  gromuh 


HYMN  108,  109,  110,  111,  112,  113. 


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— 13  But  Satan  found  a  worse  reward: 
Thus  saitli  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 

o  "Let  everlasting  hatred  be 

Betwixt  the  woman's  Seed  and  thee. 
4  "The  woman's  Seed  shall  be  my  Son, 
He  shall  destroy  what  thou  hast  done: 
Shall  break  thy  head,  and  only  feel 
Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel." 

—5  He  spake — and  bid  four  thousand  years 
Roll  on;  at  length  his  Son  appears; 

s  Angels  with  joy  descend  to  earth, 
And  sing  the  young  Redeemer's  birth. 

p  6  Lo,  by  the  sons  of  hell  he  dies;  . 

— But  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  skies, 

o  He  gave  their  priuce  a  fatal  blow, 

u  And  triumph'd  o'er  the  pow'rs  below. Armley. 

HYMN  108.    S.  M. 
Christ  unseen,  yet  beloved.    1  Pet.  i,  8. 

1  l^TOT  w't'1  OU1'  mortal  eyes 
|^|      Have  we  beheld  the  Lord; 

Vet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
Aad  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 

To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 
■3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 

Our  joys  divinely  grow, 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 

And  heav'n  begins  below.         Dover. 

HYMN  109.    L.  M. 

Tlie  Value  o/*Cbrist  and  his  Righteousness' 

Phil,  iii,  7,  8, 9. 

1    nVT O  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more, 

■1.^1  Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done; 

1  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain,  1  count  my  loss; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross* 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 
All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake; 
Oh  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  ot  his  righteousness  partake! 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

Portugal.    Armley. 

HYMN  110.    C.  M. 
Death  and  immediate  Glory.   2  Cor.  v,  1,5,  8. 

o  I  nnHERE  is  a  house.not  made  with  hands, 

I      Eternal,  and  on  high; 
e  And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 

'Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 
e  2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolv'd  and  fall; 
s  Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heav'nly  Father's  call. 
— 3  ' Tis  He  by  his  almighty  grace, 

Who  forms  thee  fit  for  heav'n; 
And  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 

Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 
4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word; 
e  But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 

We're  absent,  from  the  Lord. 


Book  I. 


— 5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see; 
o  We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 

And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 
Si  PauVn.     Canterbury;- 

HY.WN  111.    CM. 

Sa  Ivation  by  Grace.    Titus  iii,  3,  7. 

e  1  [  j    ORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 
$  4     How  great  our  guilt  has  been! 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  Our  lives  were  sin. 
o  2  But,  O  my  soul,  for  ever  praise, 
For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 3 
—3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness, 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done; 
o  But  we  are  sav'd  by  sov'reign  grace, 

Abounding  through  his  Son. 
— 4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God, 
That  all  our  hones  begin; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood, 
Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin. 
p  5  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  His  death. 
Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe, 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 
o  6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew: 

And,  justify'd  by  grace, 
s  We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 

And  see  our  Father's  face.        Pending1. 


HYMN  H2.    C.  M. 
The  Brazen  Serpent.    2  John  ver.  14 — 16, 
1   £lO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 

J^    The  brazen  serpent  high; 
The  vrounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
The  camp  forbore  to  die. 
d  2  "Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour, 

And  live!"  the  prophet  wies! 
e  But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 

When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 
— 3  High  on  the  cross  the  Savionr  hung! 
High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns! 
Here  si   aers,  by  th'  old  serpent  stung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains, 
g  4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives; 
The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 

Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives.        Bedford. 

HYMN  113.     C.  M. 

Abraham's  Blessing  on    the  Gentiles.    Gen. 
xvii,  7.    Rom.  xv,  8.    Mark  x,  14. 
1    g_|  OW  large  the  promise — how  divine— 
||     To  Abrah'm  and  his  seed! 
d  "1*11  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

— 2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 
From  age  to  age  endure; 
The  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 
b  3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
To  our  great  fathers  giv'n; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heav'n. 
o  4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways! 
His  love  endures  the  same; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name.    Warehatr, 


Book  I. 


HYMN  114,  115,  116,  117,  118,  119,  120. 


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HYMN  114.    C.  M. 

The  same,     Rom.  xi,  16,  17. 
e  1    |^1  EN  TILES  by  nature,  we  belong 

\JS    To  the  wild  olive  wood; 
O  Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  tree, 

And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 
— 2  With  the  same  blessings  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew; 
If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 

Such  are  the  branches  too. 
o  3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God; 
e  Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 

And  wash  them  in  thy  blood, 
o  4  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  seed, 

Shall  thy  salvation  come; 
o  And  num'rous  households  meet  at  last 

In  one  eternal  home.  Sunday. 


HYMN  115.    C.  M. 

Conviction  by  the  Law.    Rom.  vii,  8,  9,  14,  24. 
1    u    ORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
I  g     And  felt  no  inward  dread! 

1  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright; 
c      But  since  the  precept  came, 

With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  [My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before, 
'Till  terribly  I  saw, 

Haw  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Is  thine  eternal  law 
e  4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load, 
My  sins  reviv'd  again; 
I  had  provoked  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain.] 
p  5  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive  sold, 
Under  the  pow'r  of  sin; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 
—6  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath, 
For  some  kind  pow'r  to  save; 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 

And  thus  redeem  the  slave.        Plymouth. 


HYMN  116.    L.  M. 
Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbour.    Matt,  xxii, 
37—40. 
lri^HUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 

1    "Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite, 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
With  utmost  vigour  and  delight. 

2  Then  shall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
Share  thine  affection  and  esteem; 

And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself, 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfill'd  by  love, 
a  4  But  oh!  how  base  our  passions  are! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal! 
— Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heav'nly  fire, 

Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will.        Bath 

HYMN    117      L.  M. 

Election  Sovereign  and  Free.  Rom.  ix,21 — 24. 
1    f  JEHOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay, 
J[J)  He  forms  his  vessels  as  he  please; 
Such  is  our  God,  and  such  are  we, 
The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 

JO 


e  3  May  not  the  sov'reign  Lord  on  high 

Dispense  his  favours  as  he  will, 

Choose  some  to  life,  while  others  die, 

And  yet  be  just,  and  gracious  still? 
— 6  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 

And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjust?— 
o  The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 

Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust, 
p  7  But,  O  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright, 

Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight; 

Yet  still,  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 
g  8  Then  he  shall  make  his  justice  known; 

And  the  whole  world  before  his  throne, 

With  joy  or  terrour  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. Blendon.Bath. 

HYMN  118     S.  M. 

Sin  against  the  Law  and  Gospel.    John  i,  17. 
Heb.  iii,  3,  5,  6r  x,  28,  29. 


1  ri^HE  law  by  Moses  came; 


But  peace  and  truth  and  love, 
Were  bro't  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 
2  Amidst  the  house  of  God, 

Their  diff' rent  works  were  done, 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 
o      3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 
The  Sov'reign  and  the  Head, 
e       4  The  man  who  durst  despise 
The  law  that  Moses  brought! 
p  Behold!  how  terribly  he  dies — 
For  his  presumptuous  fault, 
e      5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 

And  dare  resist  his  grace.    St  Bridge'st 

HYMN  119.    CM. 

Various  Success  of  the  Gospel.    1  Cor.  i,  23, 

24.    2  Cor.  "ii,  16.     1  Cor.  iii,  6,  7. 

1   jMHRIST  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme; 

q    '    The  myst'ries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek, 
o  2  But  souls,  enlighten'd  from  above, 
With  joy  receive  the  word; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  pow'r  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 
— 3'  The  vital  savour  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  bre;;th; 

e  But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 

a      To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

— 4  'Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  show'rs  of  heav'nly  rain, 

In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 

And  Paul  raw  plant  in  vain.  Jlhridge* 

HYMN  1 2D     C.  M 

Faith  of  Things  unseen.     Heb.  xi,  1,3,  8,  10. 

1  f^lAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 

Of  things  beyond  our  sight; 
Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense? 
And  dwells  in  heav'nly  light. 

2  It  sets  times  past  in  present  view, 
Brings  distant  prospects  home— 

Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  wme. 


T4 


HYMN  121,  122,  123,  124,  125,  126,  127.  Book  I. 


S  By  faith,  we  know  the  worlds  were  made, 

By  God's  almighty  wore); 
Abrah'm  to  unknown  countries  led, 

By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord, 
i  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high, 

Built  by  th*  eternal  hands; 
o  And  faith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 

That  heuv'nlv  budding  stands.         Jilear. 

HYMN  121.    O.  M. 

Cliildren   devoted  to  God.     Gen.   xvii,  7,  10. 
Acts  xvi,  14,  15,33. 

1  N   HUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

I       "I'll  be  a  God  to  thee: 
"I'll  bless  thy  uum'rous  race,  and  they 
"Shall  be  a  seed  for  me." 

2  Abrah'm  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace, 
And  gave  his  sons  to  God; 

But  water  seals  the  blessing  now, 
That  once  was  seal'd  with  blood. 

3  Thus  Lydia  sanctified  her  house, 
When  she  received  ihe  word; 

Thus  the  believing  Jailer  gave 

His  household  to  the  Lord, 
i  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King, 

Thine  ancient  truth  embrace: 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 

And  humbly  claim  the  gr;,ce.  St  Martin's. 


HYMN  122.    L.  M. 
Believers  buried  ?eithCan.isT.  Rom.  vi,3,4,  &c. 
e  1|  \0  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
JL?   That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord? 

Baptis'd  into  his  death,  and  then 

Put  oil"  the  body  of  our  sin? 
O  2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 

Kais'd  from  corruption,  guilt  and  death; 
o  So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 
—3  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reigu 

Over  our  mortal  flesh  again; 

The  various  lusts,  we  seiVd  before, 

Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more.     Quercy. 

HliMN  1^3.     U.  M. 
The  Repenting   Prodigal.     Luke  xv,  13,  &c. 
1    D EHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and 
-U     Has  wasteel  his  estate!  [wine 

He  begs  a  share  among  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat. 

p  2  "I  die  with  hunger  here,"  he  cries, 

"I  starve  in  foreign  lands; 
"My  father's  house  has  large  supplies, 

"And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 
— 3  "I'll  go,  and,  with  a  mournful  tongue, 

"Fall  down  before  his  face; 
p  "Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong, 

"Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 
o  4  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home, 

To  seek  his  father's  love; 
— The  lather  saw  the  rebel  come, 
e      And  all  his  bowels  move, 
u  5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Enabrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son, 
p  The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake, 

For  follies  he  had  done. 
o  6  "Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin, 
o       (The  father  gives  command) 
ft  Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 

With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 
7  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain; 

Let  mirth  and  joy  abound: 
s  My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 

Was  lost  and  now  is  found."         Heading. 


HYMN  124.    L.   M. 
The  First  and  Second  Adam.  Rom.  v,  12,  &c. 
e  1  jj-fcEEP  in  the  dust,  before  thy  throne, 

J  f   Our  guilt  and  our  disgrace  we  own; 
a  Great  God  we  own  th'  unhapp)  name, 

Whence  sprung  our  nature  and  our  shame1! 

2  Adam  the  sinner:  at  his  fall 

Death,  like  a  conqu'ror,  seiz'd  us  all, 

A  thousand  new-born  babes  are  dead, 

By  fatal  union  to  their  head. 
e  3  But  whilst  our  spirits  fill'd  with  awe, 

Behold  the  terrours  of  thy  law, 
o  We  sing  the  honours  of  thy  grace, 

That  ^eut  to  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

4  We  sing  thine  everlasting  Son, 

Who  join'd  our  nature  to  his  own: 
g  Adam  the  Second  from  the  dust 

Raises  the  ruins  of  the  first. 


Jlrmley. 


HYMN   125.     O.    VI. 
Christ's  Compassion  to  the  Weak  and  Tempt- 
ed.    Heb.  if,  IG;  v,  7,     Matt,  xii,  20. 
1     \  ,ft  '"  IT  11  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
7  y       Of  our  High  Priest  above; 
e  His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 

His  bowels  melt  with  love, 
p  2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean. 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 
— 3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  stood; 
e  While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 

And  did  resist  to  blood, 
p  4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 
Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears; 
e  And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 

What  ev'ry  member  bears, 
b  5  [He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 
But  raise  it  to  a  flame; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name.] 
o  6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r; 
o  We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace, 

In  the  distressing  hour. Barhy. 

HYMN    126.     L.    M.  ~~ 

Chanty  and  Uncharitabkness.  'Rom.  xiv,  17, 
19.     1  Cor.  x,  32. 

1  TVfOT  difPrent  food,  nor  different  dress, 
l^t      Compose  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord; 

But  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
Faith,  and  obedience  to  his  word. 

2  When  weaker  Christians  we  despise, 
We  do  the  gospel  mighty  wrong; 

For  God,  the  gracious  and  the  wise, 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  strong. 

3  Let  pride  and  wrath  be  banish'd  hence, 
Meekness  and  love  our  souls  pursue: 
Nor  shall  our  practice  give  offence 

To  saints,  the  Gentile  or  the  Jew.  Islington. 


HYMN   127.     L.  M. 

Christ's  Invitation    to    Sinners.    Matt,    xi, 

28—30. 

1  "4"iOME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

1    i     Ye  heavy  laden  sinners  come} 
I'll  Kive  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  rat, 
I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind; 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 


Book  I. 


HYMN   128,   129,   130,    131,   132,   133,   134. 


3  Bless'd  is  the  roan,  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight; 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 
My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 
o  4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal; 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will.  Portugal. 

HYMN   128.     L.  M. 

The  Apostle's  Commission.    Markxvi,  15,  &c. 

Matt,  xxviii,  18,  &c. 

1  "  jf  1 0,  preach  my  Gospel,"  saith  the  Lord; 
\  Jl  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive; 
o  He  shall  be  sav'd,  who  trusts  my  word; 
e  He  shall  be  daran'd,  who  wont  believe. 
— 2  [I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true; 

By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 

By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 
g  3  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 

Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name; 

Nor  let  my  prophets  he  afraid, 

Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme, 

4  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 
I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end; 
All  pow'r  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 

I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 
0  5  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head — 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heav'n  he  rode: 
g  They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 

The  grace  of  their  ascended  God.   Green's. 

HYMN  129.     L.  M. 
Abraham  offering-  his  son.     Gen.  xxii,  fi,  &c 

1  ;     AINTS.at  your  heav'nly  Father's  word, 
■  ^  Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord; 

He  shall  restore  what  you  resign, 
Or  grant  you  blessings  more  divine. 

2  So  Abrah'm,  with  obedient  hand, 
Led  forth  his  Son,  at  God's  command; 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took; 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  stroke. 

d  3  "Abrah'm  forbear,"  the  angel  ciy'd, 
"Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  trv'd; 
"Thy  son  shall  live,  and  in  thy  seed, 
"Shall  the  whole  earth  be  bless'd  indeed." 

o  4  .lust  in  the  last  distressing  hour, 
The  Lord  displays  delivering  pow'r; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  shall  see  surprising  grace.  Jlrmleii. 


HYMN  130.     L.  M. 
Love  and  Hatred.     Phil,  ii,  2.  Eph.  iv,  30,  &c. 
e  1     i  ;  OW  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 

^f  His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  corn- 
By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  blood, —  [plaints,- 
I  charge  my  soul  to  love  the  saints. 

— 2  Clamour  and  wrath  and  war  begone, 
Envy  and  spite  forever  cease; 
Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known, 
Amongst  the  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 

e  3  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife; 
Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  His  love, 
Who  seals  our  souls  to  heav'nly  life? 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 
Through  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run: 
—So  God  forgives  our  num'rons  faults, 
For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son.  Sicilian. 


B' 


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HYMN  131.    L.  M. 

The  Pharisee  and  Publican  Luke  xviii,10,  &£ 
EHOLD,  how  sinners  disagree, — 
The  Publican  and  Pharisee! 
o  One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim, 
e  The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame, 
p  2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 

And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands; 
o  That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne, 

And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 
— 3  The  Lord  their  diff'rent  language  knows, 

And  Hiflf'rent  answers  he  bestows, 
o  The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
e  Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 
— 4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 

Joio'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee; 
e  I  have  no  merits  of  mv  own, 

But  plead  ihe  sufferings  of  thy  Son.  Islington. 


HYMN  13*    L.   M. 

Holiness  and  Grace.    Tit.  ii,  10,  13, 

1  O  O  let  our  lips  and  lives  express, 
J^  The  holy  Gospel,  we  profess; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  sin. 

e  3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride; 

o  Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

— i  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 

o  The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord; — 

— And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Brentford.     Oporto 

HYMN  133.    C.  M. 
Love  and  Charity.     1  Cor.  xiii,2 — 7,  I? 

1  T    ET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
I  j  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare; 

All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye. 
Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste; 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  [Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell; 
She  quenches  with  her  tongue; 

Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong.] 

4  [She  ne'er  desires,  nor  seeks  to  know 
The  scandals  of  the  time; 

Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  who  climb.} 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by 
To  seek  her  neighbour's  good: — 

o  So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

o  6  Love  is  the  grace,  that  keeps  her  pow'r, 
In  all  the  realms  above; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  nf  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love.  York. 


HYMN  131.     L.  M. 
Religion  vain  vjitltout  Love.  1  Cor.  xiii,  1,2,  3. 
1    |  |  AD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 

f    And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use; 
If  love  be  absent,  1  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 


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HYMN  135,  136,  137,  138,  139,  140,  141.  Book  I. 


2  Were  I  inspirM  to  preach,  ami  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still — I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name; — 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men, 
Be  absent — all  my  hopes  are  vain: 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

Islington 


Qvercy. 


HYMN  1.35.    L.  M. 
Love  of  Christ  in  the  Heart     Eph.  iii,  16,  &c. 

1  £  lOME,  dearest  Lord.descend  and  dwell, 
\J   Dy  faith  and  love,  in  ev'ry  breast; 

o  Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel, 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  express'd. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength,- 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 

And  learn  the  height  and  breadth  and  length, 
Of  thine  unmeasurable  grace. 
«  3  Now  to  the  God  whose  pow'r  can  do, 
More  than  our  tho'ts  or  wishes  know; 
Be  everlasting  honours  done, 
By  all  the  Church — thro'  Christ  his  Son. 
Sicilian.     Green's. 


HYMN  1 36.    C.  M. 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy.    John  iv,  24.  Psalm 
cxxxix,  23,  24. 

1  f^i  OD  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 
\Jf  He  sees  our  inmost  mind; 

'-  In  vain  to  heav'n  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth,  before  his  throne, 
With  honour  can  appear: 

The  painted  hypocrites  are  known, 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 
Their  bending  knees  the  ground; 

But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 

Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 
«  4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere; 
e  Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 

And  find  acceptance  there. 
Abridge.     Plymouth. 

HYMN  137.    L  M. 

Salvation  by  Grace  in  Christ.     2  Tim.  i,  9, 10. 

1  IVTO^j  t0  the  power  of  God  supreme 
±^    lie  everlasting  honours  giv'n; 

He  saves  from  hell — (we  bless  his  name,) 

He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heav'n. 
e  2  Not  for  our  duties,  or  deserts, 
o  But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 

He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 

And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 
—3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 

To  rescue  rebels,  doom'd  to  die; 

He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 

Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 
o  4  Jesus  the  Lord  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known; 
o  Declares  the  great  transactions  pass'd 

And  brings  immortal  blessings  down, 
e  5  He  dies! — and  in  that  dreadful  night 

Did  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  destroy; 
O  Rising — he  brought  our  heav'n  to  light, 

And  took  possession  of  the  jov. 

Leeds.    Castle  Street. 


HYMN  138.    C.  M. 
Saints  in  the  Hands  of  Christ.  John  x,  28, 29. 

1  |7*.IRM  as  the  earth,  thy  gospel  stands, 
JP    My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust; 

If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honour  is  engag'd  to  save 
The  meanest  of  his  sheep; 

All,  whom  his  heav'nly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death,  nor  hell,  shall  e'er  remove 
His  fav'rites  from  his  breast; 

In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 

They  must  for  ever  rest.     Colchester. 


HY.viN   139. 

Hope  in  the  Cove?iant. 


L.  M. 

Heh.  vi,  17—19. 


e  1  XJOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 

jtl  To  rmd  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God? 
o  But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 
— 2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace; 
g  Eternal  pow'r  performs  the  word, 

And  fills  all  heav'n  with  endless  praise. 
e  3  Amidst  temptations,  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies; 
— Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 

While  tempests  blow,  and  billows  rise, 
o  4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up; 
g  A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 

Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 

In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood.     Green's 

HYxVIN  140.    C.  M. 
A  living  and  a  dead  Faith. 
e  1  "jfcjf  ISTAKEN  souls!  that  dream  of  heav'n, 
!.▼.!   And  make  their  empty  boast — 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiv'n, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 
2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 
If  faith  be  cold  and  dead; 
—None  but  a  living  pow'r  unites 

To  Christ  the  livi  ng  head, 
o  3  'Tis  faith,  that  changes  all  the  heart, 
'Tis  faith,  that  works  by  love; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above, 
o  4  'Tis  faith,  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 
By  a  celestial  pow'r; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail, 
In  the  decisive  hour. 
e  5  [Faith  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 
As  well  as  trust  his  grace; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  still, 
For  his  own  holiness. 
— 6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  fr«e, 
He  makes  our  natures  clean; 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  Minister  of  sin. 
o  7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  seals  our  peace  with  God: 
— Jesus,  and  his  salvation  came, 

Rv  water  and  hv  blood.")    York.   Reading. 

HYV1N  141      S.  M 

The  Humiliation  and  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

Ish.  liii,  1—5,  10—12. 
e       1  \/C7HO  has  believ'rl  thy  word, 

V  ?     Or  thy  salvation  known; 
o  Reveal  thine  arm,  Almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 


Book  I. 


HYMN   142,  143,  144,  145,  146. 


e      2  The  Jews  esteem'd  him  here, 

Too  mean  for  their  belief; 
p  Sorrows  his  chiefacquaintance  were, 

And  his  companion  grief. 

—  3  They  turn'd  their  eves  away, 

Anil  treated  him  with  scorn; 
p  But  'twas  their  grief  upon  him  lay, 

Their  sorrows  he  has  borne, 
a      4  'Twas  for  the  stubborn  Jews, 

And  Gentiles,  then  unknown, 
The  God  of  justice  pleas*  d  to  bruise 

His  best  beloved  Son. 

—  5  "But  I'll  prolong  his  days, 

And  make  his  kingdom  stand; 
o  My  pleasure,  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

Shall  prosper  in  his  hand. 
o      6  [His  joyful  soul  shall  see 

The  purchase  of  his  pain; 
And  by  his  knowledge  justify 

The  guilty  sons  of  men. 3 
o      7  [Ten  thousand  captive  slaves, 

Keleas'd  from  death  and  sin, 
Shall  quit  their  prisons,  and  their  graven, 

And  own  his  pow'r  divine.] 
u      8  [Heav'n  shall  advance  my  Son, 

To  joys  that  earth  dcny'd; 
e   Who  saw  the  follies  men  had  done, 
a         And  bore  their  sins  and  i\\aA."Jlylesbury. 

HYMN  142.    S.  M. 
The  same.    Isa.  liii,  6 — 9 — 12. 
e      1   "I    IKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 
|^  And  broke  the  fold  of  God; 
Each  wand'ring  in  a  diff'rent  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road, 
p       2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  wand'rings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour, 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head. 
o      3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustain'd  the  stroke! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 
a      4  His  honour  and  his  breath 
Were  taken  both  away; 
Join'd  with  the  wicked  in  his  death, 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 
o      5  But  God  shall  raise  his  head, 
O'er  all  the  sons  of  men; 
And  make  him  see  a  nuni'rous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 
g      6  "I'll  give  him,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"A  portion  with  the  strong; 
"He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 

"And  hold  his  honours  long."    Bingham. 


HYMN  143.    C.  M. 
Characters  of  the  CJuldren  of 'God,  from  several 

Scriptures. 
b  1    OO  new-horn  babes  desire  the  breast, 
^     To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive; 
So  saints  with  joy  the  gospel  taste, 
And  by  the  gospel  live. 

— 5  Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed, 

Abides  and  reigns  within; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 

The  sons  of  God  to  sin. 
e  6»Not  by  the  terrours  of  a  slave, 

Do  they  perform  his  will; 
o  But  with  the  noblest  pow'rs  they  have* 

His  sweet  commands  fulfil. 


— 7  They  find  aocess  at  ev'ry  hour 
To  God,  within  the  vail; 
Hence  they  derive  a  qtiick'ning  pow'r, 
And  joys  that  never  fail, 
o  8  O  happy  souls!  O  glorious  state 
Of  ever-flowing  grace! 
To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat, 
And  see  his  lovely  face! 
e  9  Lord,  I  address  thy  heav'nly  throne; 
Call  me  a  child  of  thine; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 
— 10  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad, 

And  make  my  comforts  strong; 
d  Then  shall  I  say,  My  Father,  God, 
With  an  unwav'ring  tongue. 

Hymn  Id.     Barby. 

HYMN  144.    C.   M. 
The  witnessing  and  sealing  Spirit.     Rom.  viii, 

14,  16.   Eph.  i,  13,  14.^ 
e  1    ^^^H  Y  should  the  children  of  a  King, 

*  7     Go  mourning  all  their  days? 
o  Great  Comforter,  descend  and  bring 

Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
e  2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heav'n? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiv'n? 
— 3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart* 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 
o  4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

Canterbury.     York. 

HYMN  145.  C.  M. 
Christ  and  Aaron:  Heb.  vii,  and  ix. 
I    TESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 

g>f    A  thousand  glories  more, 
Than  the  rich  gems  and  polish'd  gold, 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
e  2  They  first  their  own  burnt-ofF 'rings  bro'l. 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin; 
o  Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  spot, 

And  all  thy  nature  clean. 
e  5  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
With  blood  hut  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  vail  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 
o  6  But  Christ,  by  his  own  powerful  blood, 
Ascends  above  the  skies; 
And,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 
o  7  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns, 
On  Zion's  heav'nly  hill; 
Looks  like  a  lamb  that  has  been  slain, 
And  weai-s  his  priesthood  still. 
— 8  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  face: 
Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 

Sunday      Christmas. 

HYMN    146.     L.  M. 
The  Excellencies  o/Chhist. 
1   £^i  O  worship  at  Emmanuel's  ffcet, 

1  ~f  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet; 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 


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HYMN  148,  150. 


2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 

But  some  faint,  shadows  of  ray  Lord; 

Nature  to  make  his  beauties  known, 

Must  mingle  colours,  not  her  own. 
e  17  O  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 

Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise! 
o  There  he  displays  his  pow'rs  abroad, 

And  shines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God. 
g  IS  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun.  nor  stars. 

Nor  heav'n  his  full  resemblance  bears; 

His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

'Till  we  behohl  him  face  to  face. 

Oporto.    JYantivich. 

HYMN  148.    P.  M. 
Scriptural  Titles  of  Christ. 
1  [  VB7TTH  cheerful  voice  I  sing 
IT       The  titles  of  my  Lord; 
And  borrow  all  the  names 
Of  honour  from  his  word; 
Nature  and  art      I    Sufficient  forms 
Can  ne'er  supply  |    Of  majesty. 

e      2  In  Jesus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  face, 
Shining  forever  bright, 
With  mild  and  lovely  rays: 
— Th'  eternal  God's      I    Inherits  and 

Eternal  Son  J   Partakes  the  throne.] 

g      3  The  sov' reign  King  of  kings, 
The  Lord  of  lords  most  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 
His  garment  and  his  thigh: 
His  name  is  call'd      I    He  rules  the  earth 
The  Word  oj  God,-  |    With  iron  rod. 
—    4  When  promises  and  grace 
Can  neither  melt,  or  move, 
o      The  angry  Lamb  resents 
The  injuries  of  his  love: 
u  Awakes  his  wrath    I    As  lions  roar, 

Without  delay,  |  And  tear  the  prey. 

b     5  But,  when  for  works  of  peace 
The  great  Redeemer  comes, 
What  gentle  characters, 
What  titles  he  assumes! 
Light  of  the  world,    I    Nor  will  he  bear 
And  life  oj  men!         |    Those  names  in  vain. 
o       6  Immense  compassion  reigns 
In  our  Emmanuel's  heart, 
When  he  descends  to  act 
A  Mediator's  part: 
He  is  a  Friend,  I   Divinely  kind, 

And  Brother  too;       |   Divinely  true, 
g     7  At  length  the  Lord,  the  Judge, 
His  awful  throne  ascends, 
And  drives  the  rebels  far 
From  favourites  and  friends: 
Then  shall  the  saints  I  The  heights  and  depths 
Completely  prove      |  Of  all  his  love. 

Allerton. 

HYMN  150.    P.  M. 
Scriptural  Characters  of  Christ. 
o      1     K  OIN  all  the  glorious  names 
®f    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore: 
e  All  are  too  mean      I    Too  mean  to  set 
To  speak  his  worth;  J    My  Saviour  forth. 


Book  I.. 

d      2  But,  6  what  gentle  terras, 

What  condescending  ways, 

Does  our  Redeemer  use, 

To  teach  his  heav'nly  grace! 
— Mine  eyes,  with  joy    I    What  forms  of  love 
And  wonder,  see         |    He  bears  for  me. 

e      3  (Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 

He  like  an  Angel  stands; 

And  holds  the  promises 

And  pardons  in  his  hands: 
o  Comraission'd  from    |  To  make  his  grace 
His  Father's  throne;  |  To  mortals  known.) 

—  <i  (Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 
My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came: 
o  The  joyful  news      I    Of  hell  subdu'd, 

Of  sins  forgiv'n,      |  And  peace  with  heav'n.v) 

—  5  (Be  thou  my  Counsellor, 
My  Pattern  and  my  Guide; 
And,  through  this  desert  land, 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side. 

e  O  let  my  feet         I    Nor  rove  nor  seek 
Ne'er  run  astray   |    The  crooked  way! 

e      6  (I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice; 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
VJy  wand'ring  soul,  among 
The  thousands  of  his  sheep: 
b  He  feeds  his  flock,      I  His  bosom  bears 
He  calls  their  names;  |  The  tender  lambs.) 

e      7  (To  this  dear  Surety's  hand 

Will  I  commit  my  cause; 

He  answers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  laws, 
Behold  my  soul     I  My  Surety  paid 
At  freedom  set!     |  The  dreadful  debt.) 

p      8  fJesus<  my  great  High  Priest, 
Offer'd  his  blood  and  dy'd; 

—  My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside: 

o  His  pow'rful  blood      I  e  And  now  it  pleads    ■ 
Did  once  atone;  |    Before  the  throne.) 

o      9  (My  Advocate  appears 

For  my  defence  on  high; 

The  Father  bows  his  ears, 

And  lays  his  thunder  by. 
o  Not  all  that  hell      I    Shall  turn  his  heart, 
Or  sin  can  say,       |    His  love  away.) 

g       10  (My  dear  Almighty  Lord, 

My  Conqu'ror  and  my  King, 

Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword. 

Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing. 
Thine  is  the  pow'r;        j  In  willing  bonds, 
a  Behold  I  sit,  |  Beneath  thy  feet.) 

11  (Now  let  my  soul  arise, 

And  tread  the  tempter  down; 

My  Captain  leads  me  forth 

To  conquest  and  a  crown. 
-A  feeble  saint  I  o  Though  death  and  hell 

Shall  win  the  day;  |      Obstruct  the  way. 

g      12  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 

And  pow'rs  of  hell  unknown, 

Put  their  mqst  dreadful  forms 

Of  rage  and  mischief  on; 
I  shall  be  safe—         1    Superior  pow'r, 
For  Christ  displays   |    And  guardian  grace. 


END   OF   THE    FIRST    BOOK. 


HYMNS 


AND 


SPIRITUAL,    SONGS. 


BOOK  II. 


COMPOSED    ON  DIVINE    SUBJECTS. 


HYMN  1.    L.  M. 

A  Song  of  Praise  to  God. 

1  "T^TATURE,with  all  her  pow'rs  shall  sing, 

r^|      God  the  Creator,  and  the  King; 
Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  [Begin  to  make  his  glories  known, 
Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne; 

Tune  your  harps  high,  and  spread  the  sound, 
To  the  creation's  utmost  bound.] 

3  l  Alt  mortal  things  of  meaner  frame, 
Exert  your  force,  and  own  his  name; 
Whilst  with  our  souls,  and  with  our  voice, 
We  sing  his  honours,  and  our  joys.] 

4  [  To  him  be  sacred  all  we  have, 
From  the  young  cradle  to  the  grave: 
Our  lips  shall  his  loud  wonders  tell. 
And  ev'ry  word  a  miracle.] 

8  Thus  let  our  flamiBg  zeal  employ 
Our  loftiest  thoughts,  and  loudest  songs; 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
Hosanna — from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

9  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame, 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name; 
The  strongest  notes  that  angels  raise, 
Faint  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 

Old  Hundred 


HYV1N  3.    C.  M. 

The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 
e  1    V\f  HY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends? 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
— 'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 

To  call  them  to  his  arms, 
o  2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 
As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  horn's  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

— 3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
o  There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 

And  left  a  long  perfume. 
— 4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  bless'd, 

And  soften'd  every  bed: 
e  Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

But  with  the  dying  Head! 
o  5  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high, 

And  shew'd  our  feet  the  way: 
o  Up  to  tho  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 

At  the  great  rising  day. 


s  6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

Isle  of  Wight.   Canterbury, 

HYMN  4.     L.  M. 

Salvation  in  the  Cross. 
p  1  1T1ERE,  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  God, 
_§__§_    I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love! 

Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 

Jesus — nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 
— 2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  say, 

With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  eyes, — 

Nor  hell  shall  fright  my  heart  away, 

Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rise. 

3  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence^ 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie; 

Itesolv'd  (for  that's  my  last  defence,) 

VI  must  perish,  here  to  die. 
e  4  But  speak  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade? 
d  Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here. 

Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade, 
o  5  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 

And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim  j 
o  Hosanna  to  my  dying  God, 

And  my  best  honours  to  his  name. 
__^ Carthage.  Pleyel'e. 

HYMN  6.    C.  M. 

A  JMorning  Song. 
1   /ANCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

1  W  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rolls  th2  skies. 
o  2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
The  day  renews  the  sound; 
Wide  as  the  heav'n,  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 
— 3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 
My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame., 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 
p  4  [On  a  poor  worm  thy  pow'r  might  tread, 
And  I  could  ne'er  withstand; 
Thy  justice  might  have  crush'd  me  dead; 
But  mercy  huld  thine  hand 
e  5  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled, 

Since  the  last  setting  sun; 
— And  yet  thou  length'nest  out  my  thread 
Aud  yet  n»y  moments  run.l 


HYMN  7,  8,  9,   10,  11,  12. 


80 

e  6  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light: 
o  Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 

And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

St.  .Ann's.  Barby. 

HYMN  7.    C.  M. 

.?«  Evening-  Song. 
e  1  ~W\ BE  ADSov'reign, let  my  evening  song, 
I  P  Like  holy  incense  rise; 
Assist  the  off 'rings  of  my  tongue, 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

— 2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard; 
And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepar'd. 

o  3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around; 
e  But  O  how  few  returns  of  love, 

Hath  my  Creator  found: 
p  4  What  have  I  done  for  Him,  who  died 
To  save  my  wretched  soul? 
How  are  my  follies  multiply'd, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll? 
e  3  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee; 
— And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renew 'd  by  thee. 
[]  6  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pard'ning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, — 
As  in  the  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast.] 

Hymn  Id.     Wantage. 
HYMN  8.     C.  M.         ~— ^ 
A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 
1   VJt  OS  ANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound,  a 

fj[  To  God's  upholding  hand; 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 
o  2  That  was  a  most  amaying  pow'r, 

That  rais'd  us  with  a  word; 
— And  ev'ry  day,  and  evrry  hour, 

We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 
e  3  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room; 
— We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed, 
That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 
4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure, 
That  we  shall  end  the  day'. 
e  For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door, 

To  seize  our  lives  away. 
e  5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin, 

To  God's  revenging  law; 
— We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 

In  ev'ry  gasp  we  draw. 
«  6  God  is  our  son,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safety  brings; 
Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  nigiit 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

St  Martin's.    Sunday. 

HYMN  9.    C.  M. 

Godly  Sorrow   from  the  Sufferings  oj 
Christ. 
pi     A  L  VS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 
f\_  And  did  my  Sov'reign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head, 

For  such  a  worm  as  I! 
3  Was  it  for  crimes — that  I  had  done — 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree? — 
a  Aliasing  pity!  grace  unknown! 
And  love  bevond  degree! 


Book  II. 


e  4  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God  the  mighty  Maker,  dy'd 

For  man  the  creature's  sin. 
e  5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face — 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 
d  Dissolve,  my  heart,  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt,  mine  eyes,  in  tears. 
— 6  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe; 
o  Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away — 
-  'Tis  all  thai  T  can  do.  Ts/e  of  Wight    Bangor 

HYMN  10.    C.  M. 

Parting  ivith  carnal  Joys. 
1V/B  Y  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 
jy  |    And  bids  the  world  farewell; 
Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 

And  mischievous  as  hell. 
2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 
^  Nor  seek  your  friendship  more; 
The  happiness  that  I  approve, 
Lies  not  within  your  pow'r. 
o  3  There's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earthy 

That  suits  my  large  desire; 
o  To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 

My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 
o  4  [Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 
From  sin  and  dross  refin'd; 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind, 
g  5  Th'  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere, 
The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  AU-sufficience  there, 
To  make  our  bliss  complete.] 
o  6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

Fd  climb  the  heav'nly  road; 
o  There  sits  my  Saviour  drestin  love, 
And  there  my  smiling  God. 

Dorset.    Canterbury. 


HYMN  11.     L.  M. 

The  Same. 
1    I"  SENTJ  the  joys  of  earth  away; 
o         3     Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
— False  as  the  smooth  deceitful  sea, 

And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind 
p  2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair; 

And  whilst  I  listen'd  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there. 
— 3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

Thr.t  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss; 

That    drew  me  from  those  treaoh'rous  seaSj 

And  bid  me  seek  superior  bliss. 
o  4  Now,  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  my  eyes: 
u  O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies! 
g  5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll; 

There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 

And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

Munich.     Cartliage. 


HYMN  12.     C    M 

Chiust   is   the   Substance    of  the   Leviticat 
Priesthood. 
1  PTI^HE  true  Mkssiah  now  appears, 
K     The  types  are  all  withdrawn: 
o  So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  stars, 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 


Book  II. 


HYMN  13,  14,  15,  16,  17,  19. 


81 


b  2  No  smoaking  sweets,  nor  bleeding  lambs, 

Nor  kids,  nor  bullocks  slain; 
Incense  and  spice  of  costly  names 

Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 
—3  Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  vest, — 
e  When  God  himself  comes  down  to  be 

The  off'ring  and  the  priest. 
— 4  He  took  our  mortal  flesh,  to  show 

The  wonders  of  his  love; 
e  For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 

And  prays  for  us  above. 
6  Father,  he  cries,  forgive  their  sins, 

For  I  myself  have  died; 
d  And  then — he  shows  his  open'd  veins, — 

And  pleads  his  wounded  side. 

Sunday.     Christmas. 


HYMN  13.    L.  M. 

Tlie  Creation,  Preservation,  Dissolution,  and 
Restoration  of  this  World. 

1  OlNG  to  the  Lord,  who  built  the  skies, 
J^  The  Lord,who  rear'd  this  stately  frame; 

Let  all  the  nations  sound  his  praise, 
And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 

2  He  form'd  the  seas,  and  form'd  the  hills, 
Made  ev'ry  drop  and  ev'ry  dust; — 
Nature  and  time,  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  put  them  into  motion  first. 

3  Now  from  his  high  imperial- throne, 
He  looks  far  down  upon  the  spheres; 

o  He  bids  the  shining  orbs  roll  on, 

And  round  he  turns  the  hasty  years. 
e  4  Thus  shall  this  moving  engine  last, 

'Till  ali  his  saints  are  gather'din; 
o  Then  for  the  trumpet's  dreadful  blast — 

To  shake  it  all  to  dust  again! 
g  5  Yet  when  the  sound  shall  tear  the  skies, 

And  lightning  burn  the  globe  below, 
o  Saints  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes, 
o  There's  anew  heav'n  and  earth  for  you. 

Old  Hundred.  Blendon. 

HYMN  14.     S.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day:  or,  Delight  in  Ordinances. 
o  1  "^Tl^ELCOME— sweet  day  of  rest— 

▼  t     That  saw  the  Lord  arise! 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 

And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 
—  2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day; 
e  Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 

And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray, 
b      3  One  day,  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter,  than  ten  thousand  days 

Of  pleasurable  sin. 
— 4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this,— 
o  And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 

To  everlasting  bliss.    Little  Marlboro'. 

HYMN  15.    L.  M. 

Enjoyment  o/Christ;  or,  Delight  in  Worship, 
1  jn>AR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be 
[Jj    Let  my  religious  hours  alone:  [gone,- 
Fain 'would  my  eyes  my  S.»viour  see, 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

o  2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire: 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  feeil  my  soul  with  heav'nly  love. 

11 


— 3  [The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand 
In  Deauteous  rows  at  thy  right  hand; 

b  A  nd  in  sweet  murmurs,  by  their  side> 
Rivers  of  bliss  perpetual  glide. 

o  4  Haste  then — but  with  a  smiling  face — 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  graee: 
Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  Mine.} 

b  5  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  arel 

—Never  did  angels  taste,  above, 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

o  6  Hail,  great  Emmanuel,  all  divine! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine: 

— Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  One, 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 

Sicilian.     Gloucester. 

HYMN  16.     L.  M. 

Part  the  Second. 
o  1  |    ORD,  what  a  heav'n  of  saving  grace, 
JLi  Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face,— 

And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame! 

Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name. 
e  2  When  lean  say,  my  God  is  mine, 

When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, — 
o  I  tread  the  world  beneath  ray  feet, 

And  all  the  earth  calls  good  or  great« 
b  3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys, 

Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  souls  employs; 
— Here  we  could  sit  and  gaze  away, 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 
o  4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 

To  the  fair  coast  of  perfect  light; 
— Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 

O'er  the  dear  Object  of  our  love. 

Oporto.    Nantivich. 

HYMN  17.    C.  M. 

God's  Eternity. 
o  1  ~T\  ISE,rise,  my  soul,and  leave  the  ground, 

XB    Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad, — 
And  rouse  up  ev'ry  tuneful  sound, 

To  praise  th'  eternal  God. 
g  2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread, 

Jehovah  fill'd  his  throne; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  angels  made, 

Jehovah  liv'd  alone. 
— 3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease. 

But  still  maintain  their  prime; 
e  Eternity's  his  dwelling  place, 

And  ever  is  his  time, 
o  4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 

The  present  and  the  past — 
a  He  fills  his  own  immortal  NOW, 

And  sees  our  ages  waste. 
— 5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too, 

And  vast  destruction  come; 
p  The  creatures — look!  how  old  they  grow,— 

And  wait  their  fiery  doom! 
o  6  Well,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 

And  flame  melt  down  the  skies; — 
g  My  God  shall  live  an  endless  day, 

When  old  creation  dies. 

JMitcham.  Antndel. 

HYMN  19.    C.  M. 

Our  Frail  Bodies,  and  God  our  Preserver.' 
1    V7"ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
I    Nor  death,  nor  danger  fear; 
e  But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
Whut  feeble  things  we  are, 


o  2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay; 
e  A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 

And  fades  the  grass  away. 
•  3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies,  if  one  be  gone; 
Strange!  tbat  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 

Should  keep  in  tuhe  so  long. 
— i  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  built  us  first; 
0  Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  name, 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 
Plymouth.     Reading 


HYMN  20>  23,  24,  25,  27.  Book  II. 

HYMN  24.    L.  M. 


HYMN  20.    C.  M. 

Backslidings  and  Returns:  or,  the  Inconstancy 

of  our   Love. 
o  1  VS7H  Y  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
V?     My  God,  my  chief  delight? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more,  by  day, 
\Vith  thee,  no  more  by  night? 
—3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 
The  savour  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish,  all  my  days, 
e  4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 
The  flatt'ring  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  tastjg, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 
—5  Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 
With  fair  deceitful  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtless  heart, 
And  thrust  me  from  thy  arms, 
e  6  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  soul, 
That  I  should  leave  thee  so; 
Where  will  these  wild  affections  roll, 
That  let  a  Saviour  go? 
p  9  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight! 
— Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cr03S, 

Rather  than  losethy  sight. 
— —  Wantage.     Bangor. 

HYMN  23.    L.  M. 

The  Sight  of  God  and  Christ  in  Heaven. 
1    I^vESCEND  from  heav'n,  immortal  Dove, 
||  f  Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings,  - 
o  And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  reach  of  these  inferior  things; 

a  2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, — 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul, 

c  3  O  for  a  sight,  a  pleasant  sight — 
Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne! 
There  sits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light, 
Cloth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

g  4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 
And  thrones  and  pow'rs  before  him  fall; 
The  God  shines  gracious  thro'  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

o  5  O,  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing! 
And  sit  on  ev'ry  heav'nly  hill, 
And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King! 

-  6  AVh*n  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  shall  mount  to  dwell  above; 
And  stand  and  bow  amongst  'em  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love? 

JK'untivich.    Green's. 


The  Evil  of  Sin  visible  in  the  Fall  ofJlngels 

and  Men. 
I  1TTHEN  the  great  Builder  arch'd  the  skies, 
\  y    And  form'd  all  nature  with  a  word, 
The  joyful  cherubs  tun'd  his  praise. 
And  ev'ry  bending  throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  midst  of  all  the  throng, 
Satan,  a  tall  archangel,  sat; 
Among  the  morning  stars  he  sung, 
'Till  sin  destroy'd  his  heav'nly  state. 

3  'Twas  sin  that  hurl'd  him  from  his  throne^ 
Grov'ling  in  fire  the  rebel  lies: 

d  Hotu  art  thou  sunk  in  darkness  down. 

Son  of  the  morning.,  from  the  skies! 
e  4  And  thus  our  tvyo  first  parents  stood, 

'Till  sin  defil'd  the  happy  place; 

They  lost  their  garden  and  their  God, 

And  ruin'd  all  their  unborn  race, 
p  6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  mourn  for  griefy 

That  such  a  foe  should  seize  thy  breast! 
— Fly  to  tlry  Lord  for  quick  relief; 

Oh!  may  he  slay  this  treacherous  guest, 
o  7  Then,  to  thy  throne,  victorious  King, 

Then,  to  thy  throne  our  shouts  shall  rise; 
o  Thine  everlasting  arm  we  sing, 

For  sin,  the  monster,  bleeds  and  dies. 

Psalm  97th.    Blendon. 

HYMN  25.    CM. 

Complaining  of  Spiritual  Sloth. 

1  "|V/t Y drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  stf- 

I  7  |    Awake,  my  sluggish  soul] 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants,  for  one  poor  grain,. 
Labour,  and  tug,  and  strive: 

e  Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtain. 

How  negligent  we  live! 
— 3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move, — 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 

Come  flying  from  above;— 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  dowa, 
And  labour'd  for  our  good: — 

e  How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 

He  purchas'd  with  his  blood! 
e  5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts! 
— Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heav'nly  hi!!, 

And  sit  and  wai-m  our  hearts. 
0  6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move, 

Upward  our  souls  shall  rise: 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 

We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

Reading.    Plymouth. 

HYMN  27.    L.  M. 

Praise  ye  Him  all  his  Jingels.     Ps.  cxlviii,  2. 
a  li~"1  OD,  the  eternal,  awful  name, 

\  ~%  That  the  whole  heav'nly  army  fears'!1 

That  shakes  the  wide  creation's  frame, 

And  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears! 
— 2  Like  flames  of  fire  his  servants  are, 

And  light  surrounds  his  dwelling  place; 
o  But,  O  ye  fiery  flames,  declare 

The  brighter  glories  of  his  face, 
e  3  'Tis  not  for  such  poor  worms  as  we, 

To  speak  so  infinite  a  thing; 
-'But  your  immortal  eyes  survey 

The  beauties  of  your  sov'reign  King. 


Book  IF. 


HYMN  28,  29,  30,  32,  33,  34. 


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o  4  Tell  how  he  shews  his  smiling  face, 

And  clothes  all  heav'n  in  bright  array; 

Triumph  and  joy  run  thro'  the  place, 

And  songs  eternal  as  the  day. 
o  5  Speak — for  you  feel  his  burning  love, 

What  zeal  it  spreads  through  all  your  frame; 
e  That  sacred  fire  dwells  all  above, 

For  we  on  earth  have  lost  the  name. 
u  9  Proclaim  his  wonders  from  the  skies; 

Let  ey'ry  distant  nation  hear: 
—And  while  you  sound  his  lofty  praise 
e  Let  humble  mortals  bow,  and  fear!  Blendnn. 

HYMN  28.     C.  M. 

J)epth  and  Eternity, 
e  1   CjTOOP  down.my  tho'ts,that  us'd  to  rise, 

^     Converse  a  while  with  death: 
e  Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies,— 

And  pants  away  his  breath. 
p  2  His  quiv'ring  lip  hangs  feeble  down. 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few; 
Then,  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan, 

He  bids  the  world  adieu! 
a  3  But,  Oh,  the  soul  that  never  dies! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay! 
: — Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 

And  track  its  wondrous  way. 
u  4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dweJJ, 

It  mounts  triumphant  there: — 
a  Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  he(l, 

In  infinite  despair. 
p  5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die.? 

Ami  must  this  soul  remove? 
Oh,  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 

To  bear  it  safe  above. 
— 6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand, 

My  naked  soul  I  trust; 
e  And  my  flesh  waits  for  thy  command, 

To  drop  into  my  dust.  Windsor. 

HYMN  29.    C.  M. 

Redemption  by  Price  and  Power. 
1    "1  ESL'S,  with  all  thy  saints  above, 

»)      My  tongue  would  bear  her  part; 
o  Would  sound  aloud  thy  saving  love, 

And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 
— 2  Bless'd  be  the  Lamb,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood; 
e  And  quench'd  his  Father's  flaming  sword, 

In  his  own  vital  flood, 
o  3  The  Lamb,  that  freed  my  captiTe  soul 

From  Satan's  heavy  chains; 
o  And  sent  the  lion  down  to  howl, 

Where  hell  and  horrour  reigns. 
s  4  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never  ceasing  praise; 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name, 

Or  saints  to  feel  his  grace.  Devise*. 


HYMN  30.     S.  M. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 
1   />OME,  we  who  love  the  Lord, 
J  J  And  let  our  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song,  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
e      3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God; 
o  But  fav'rites  of  the  heav'nly  King 

Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 
—    8  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below; 
o  Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 


b      9  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sstcred  sweets; 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets, 
o      10  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry;  [[ground, 

o    We're     marching    through   Emmanael'a 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

JVetuton.     Kibiuorth. 

HYMN  32.    C.  M. 
Frailty  and  Folly. 
e  1   irj  O  VV  short  and  hasty  is  our  life* 

§j|     How  vast  our  soul's  affairs! 
e  Yet  senseless  mortajs  vainly  strive— r 

To  lavish  out  their  years. 
— 2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 
Without  a  moment's  stay; 
Just  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 
3  God,  from  on  high,  invites  us  home; 

But  we  march  heedless  on; 
And,  ever  hast'ning  to  the  tomb, 
Sloop  downwards  as  we  run. 
a  4  How  we  deserve  the  deepest  hell, 
Who  slight  the  joys  abovei 
What  chains  of  vengeance  should  we  fepl, 
Who  break  such  cords  of  love? 
— 5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sov'reign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high; 
o  That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 

And  see  salvation  nigh.  China. 


HYMN  3S.    C.  M. 

The  blessed  Society  in  Heaven. 
o  1  TT>  AISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up,  and  rut} 
%%     Thro'  ev'ry  heav'nly  street; 
And  say,  there's  nought  below  the  suo, 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet, 
g  3  There,  on  a  high  majestic  throne, 
Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns! 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down,. 
On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

4  Bright,  like  the  sun,  the  Saviour  siti! 
And  spreads  eternal  noon; 

No  ev'nings  there,  noi*  gloomy  nights. 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

5  Amidst  those  ever-shining  skies, 
Behold  the  Sacred  Dove! 

While,  banish'd,  sin  and  sorrow  flies 
From  all  the  realms  of  love, 
o  6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place, 

Stand  bending  round  the  throne; 
o  And  saints  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 

The  infinite  Three-One. 
e  8  Jesus,  and  when  shall  that  dear  day, 
That  joyful  hour  appear, 
When  I  shall  leave  this  bouse  of  clay, 
To  dwell  amongst  them  there. 

Arundel.   St.  Asaph's. 


HYMN  34.    C.   M. 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 
I    4"^0ME,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
\  J     With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs.-r- 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours, 
e  2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  be!ow3 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys! 
a  Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 


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HYMN  55,  36,  38,  39,  40,  41,  43. 


Book  II." 


e  3  In  vain  ve  tunc  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 
a  Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 

And  our  devotion  dies. 
p  4  Dear  Lord!  and  shall  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor  dying  rate? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 

And  thine  to  us  so  great? 
— 5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs, — 
o  Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love,    VZion. 

And  that  shall  kindle  ours.   Isle  of  Wight. 

HYMN  35.    C.  M. 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Redemption. 
e  1  T    ET  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 

f^j    Who  never  knew  thy  grace; 
o  But  our  loud  song  shall  still  record 

The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 
o  2  We  raise  our  shouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne; 
v.  All  glory  to  the  united  Three, 

The  undivided  One. 
— 3  'Twas  he  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 

Who  form'd  us  by  a  word; 
'Tis  he  restores  our  ruin'd  frame: 
o      Salvation  to  the  Lord! 
s  4  Hosanna!  let  the  earth  and  skies 

Repeat  the  joyful  sound; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales  reflect  the  voice, 

In  one  eternal  round.  JMear. 

HYMN  36.    S.  M. 

Christ's   Intercession. 
o      1  "^  ST  ELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone, 
ff     T'  appear  before  our  God; 
To  sprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne, 
With  his  atoning  blood. 
2  No  fiery  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down; 
If  justice  calls  for  sinner's  blood, 
The  Saviour  slicws  his  own. 
—    3  Before  his  Father's  eye 

Our  humble  suit  he  moves; 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 

And  looks,  and  smiles,  and  love's. 
o      4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honours  sing; 
Jesus,  the  Priest,  receives  our  songs, 
And  bears  them  to  the  King. 
O      6  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

And  triumphs  all  above: 
e  But,  Lord,  how  weak  our  mortal  strains 
To  speak  immortal  love! 
— —  JVetuton. 


HYMN  38.    C.  M. 

Love  to  Gon. 
1   TTAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

W%      Where  love  inspires  the  breast: 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 
c  2  Knowledge,  alas!  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  fear; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

o  3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move; 
e  The  devils  know,  and  trembh*  too, 

But  Satan  cannot  love. 
o  4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 

In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 


5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 

To  see  our  smiling  God.  York. 


HYMN  39.    C.  M. 

The  Shortness  and  Misery  of  Life. 
e  2  'rl^iS  but  at  best  a  narrow  bound, 
JL       That  heav'n  allows  to  men; 
And  pains  and  sins  run  thro'  the  round 
Of  three  score  years  and  ten. 
o  3  Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few, 
Run  on  my  days  in  haste; 
Moments  of  sin,  and  months  of  woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fast. 
— 4  Let  heav'nly  love  prepare  my  soul, 

And  call  her  to  the  skies, 
o  Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 

And  glory  never  dies.  Canterbury. 

HYMN  40.    C.  M. 

Comfort  in  the  Covenant  with  Christ. 
1    a  fcUR  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands, 

\  f     E'en  when  he  hides  his  face; 
He  trusts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands, 
His  glory  and  his  grace. 
e  2  Then  why,  my  soul,  these  sad  comptaints, 

Since  Christ  and  we  are  one? 
— Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  saints- 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 
3  "Beneath  his  smiles  my  heart  has  liv'd, 
And  part  of  heav'n  possess'd; 
o  I  praise  his  name  for  grace  receiv'd, 

And  trust  him  for  the  rest.        Abridge. 


HYMN  41.    L.  M. 

A  Sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  World. 
3a  \  MIGHT  I  once  mount  up  and  see 

f  "  The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, 
What  little  things  these  worlds  would  be? 
How  despicable  to  my  eyes? 
4  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon; 
Vanish,  as  though  I  saw  them  not, 
As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon, 
d  5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave^ 

1  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more, 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf, 
While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 
6  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  bow  and  sing, 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 

Castle  Street. 

HYMN  43.    L.  M. 

Christ's    Sufferings  and  Glory. 
o  1  "\|OW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise, 

j^l    To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son! 
o  Awake,  my  voice,  in  heav'nly  lays, 
Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 
And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above; 

u  How  swift  and  joyful  was  the  flight, 

On  wings  of  everlasting  love, 
e  3  [Down  to  this  base,  this  sinful  earth,  ] 

He  came  to  raise  our  nature  high; 
p  He  came  t'  atone  almighty  wrath: — 

Jesus  the  God  was  born  to  die.] 
a  5  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

Th'  almighty  captive  pris'ner  lay; 
O  Th'  almighty  captive  left  the  earth, 

Aud  rose  to  everlasting  day. 


Book  II. 


HYMN  45,  46,  47,  48,  51,  53. 


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o  6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light, 
Up  to  his  throne  of  shining  grace; 
See  what  immortal  glories  sit 
Round  the  sweet  heauties  of  his  face. 

g  7  Amongst  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 
Jesus  the  God  exalted  reigns; 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  thro'  the  heav'nly   plains! 
Sheffield.     Leeds. 

HYMN  45.    L.   M. 

God's  Condescension  to  our  Worship. 

1  flTI  HY  favours  Lord,  surprise  our  souls: 
e         |.  Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us? 

What  canst  thou  find  beneath  the  poles, 

To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus? 
-r-2  Still  might  he  fill  his  starry  throne, 

And  please  his  ears  with  Gabriel's  songs; 

But  heav'nly  Majesty  comes  down, 

And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tongues. 
e  3  Great  God!  what  poor  returns  we  pay, 

For  love  so  infinite  as  thine: 

Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  clay, 
o  But  thy  compassion's  alt  divine.    A  untwich 

HYMN  46.     L.  M. 
God's  Condescension  to  Human  Jlffairs. 
1  "ft  ~  P  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
SlJ  And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
o  Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 
e  3  God,  who  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies, 
And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do — 
Down  to  the  earth  he  casts  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too. 

— 4  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 
And  manages  our  mean  affairs: 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 

e  5  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 
Into  the  bosom  of  our  God; 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 

— 6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 
Such  condescension  to  perform; 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd   so  high, 
Above  their  meanest  fellow-worm. 

o  7  Oh!  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace — 

o  To  the  third  heav'n  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

Weldon.    Portugal. 


HYMN  47.    L.  M. 

Glory  and  Grace  in  the  Person  of  Christ. 
o  1  TVJOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song!, 

J^(    Awake,  my  soul;  awake,  my  tongue; 

Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 
u  And  all  bis  boundless  love  proclaim, 
b  2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 

The  brightest  image  of  bis  grace; 
— God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone, 
e  3  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood, 

Proclaim  the  wise,  the  pow'rful  God; 

And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 

Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  star: — 
o  4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 

The  noblest  labour  of  thine  hands: 

The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 

Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 
a  5  Grace! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme; 
— My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name! 
o  Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  sound; 
»  Ye  heav'ns  reflect  it  to  the  ground! 


-6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  un veils  his  lovely  face! 
Where  all  his  beauties  you"  behold; 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

Green's.     Nanftvicb. 


HYMN  48.    C.  M. 

Love  to  the  Creatures  dangerous. 

1  II  0W  vain  ine  a"  tllmSs  here  below, 
O     H«w  false,  and  yet  how  fair! 

Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
Give  but  a  flntt'ring  light; 

We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends, 
The  partners  oi'our  blood  — 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense? 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  eternal  food; 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 

From  all  created  good.  Reading.  JVahal. 

HYMN  St.      L.  M. 

God  the  Son  equal  ivith  the  Father. 
1  T*  MIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God!- 

_EJ>     Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat; 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 
-4  A  thousand  seraphs,  strong  and  bright, 
Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity; 
But  who,  amongst  the  sons  of  light, 
Pretends  comparison  with  thee!1 
5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 
Jesus,  array'd  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 
-6  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams; 
Their  essence  is  forever  one; 
Tho'  they  are  known  by  djff'rent  names, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son.         ' 
o  7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King, 
With  equal  honours  be  ador'd; 
His  praise  let  ev'ry  angei  sing, 
And  all  the  nations  own  him  Lord.    B'enrfov. 

HYMN  53.     C.  M. 

The  Pilgrimage  of  the  Saints. 

1  X   OliD,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
§_J  That  yields  us  no  supplv; 

No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy! 

2  But  pricking  thorns  thro'  all  the  ground, 
And  mort'-d  poisons  grovv; 

And  all  the  rivers  that  are  found, 
With  dang'rous  waters  flow. 

3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 
Lies  through  this  horrid  land: 

Lord!  we  would  keep  the  heav'nly  road, 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

5  [A  thousand  savage  beasts  of  prey 
Around  the  forest  roam; 

But  Judah's  Lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  the  strangers  home.] 

6  Long  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below. 
With  scarce  a  twinkling  rav; 

But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go, 
Is  everlasting  day. 


HYMN  54,  55,  58,  59,  60,  61. 


86 


— 7  By  glimm'ring  hopes  and  gloomy  fears, 
We  traee  ihe  sacred  road; 
Through  dismal  deeps  and  dangerous  snares, 
We  make  our  way   to  God. 
e  8  Ouf  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 
—    But  we  inarch  upwards  still; 
o  Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 

And  reach  at  Zion's  hill.  Zion. 

HYMN  54.     C.   M. 

God's  Presence  is  Light  in  Darkness. 

1  \/t  Y  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
[vi  The  life  of  my  delights: 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  si  lades,  if  he  appear, 
My  dawning  is  begun; 

o  He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 

And  he  my  rising  sun. 
b  3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  shine* 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss; 
While  Jesus  shews  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 
o  4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word; 
u  Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 

T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 
o  5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  through  ev'ry  foe; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 
Shall  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

Jtrundel.    St.  Martin's. 
**  HYMN  55.      C.  M. 

Frail  Life  and  succeeding  Eternity. 
e  1    ri^HF.Ii  we  adore,  eternal  Name; 
|     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we! 
— 3  [The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave. 
4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 
p  5  Good  God!  on  what  a  slender  thread 
Hang  everlasting  things! 
Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead, 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 
e  6  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 
Attends  on  ev'ry  breath; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death! 
— 7  AViiken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 
To  walk  this  dang'rous  road; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  thev  be  found  with  Ood.     Bangor. 
HYMN  58.    C.  M. 
Shortness  of  Life,  and  Goodness  of  Gob. 
f  1  flj^IME!  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis! 
B^    And  days  how  swift  they  are! 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies, 

Or  like  a  shooting  star. 
£  The  present  moments  just  appear, 

Then  slide  away  in  haste; 
That  we  can  never  say,  they're  here, 
But  only  say,  they're  past. 
—A  Yet,  mighty  God!  our  fleeting  days 
Thy  lasting  favours  share; 
Yet  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Thau  load'st  the  rolling  year. 


Book  I [. 


5  'Tis  sov'reign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cloth'd  with  love; 
While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road, 

That  leads  our  souls  above, 
o  6  His  goodness  runs  an  exidless  round; 

All  glory  to  the  Lord! 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound; 

And  be  his  name  ador'd! 

Reading. 


HYMN  59.    C.  M. 

Paradise  on  Earth. 
1  pi  LORY  to  God  who  walks  the  sky, 

\J[  And  sends  his  blessings  through; 
Who  tells  his  saints  of  joys  on  high, 

And  gives  a  taste  below. 

S  When  Christ  with  all  his  graces  crown'd. 

Sheds  his  kind  beams  abroad; 
'Tis  a  young  heav'n  on  earthly  ground, 

And  glory  in  the  bud. 
4  A  blooming  Paradise  of  joy, 

In  this  wild  desert  springs; 
And  ev'ry  sense  I  straight  employ 

On  sweet  celestial  things, 
e  f  But  ah!  how  soon  my  joys  decays 

How  soon  my  sins  arise, 
And  snatch  the  heav'nly  scene  away 

From  these  lamenting  eyes. 
e  8  When  si  mil  the  time,  dear  Jesu3,  when 

The  shining  day  appear, 
That  I  shall  leave'  these  clouds  of  sin, 

And  guilt  and  darkness  here? 
o  9  Up  to  the  fields  above  the  sjiies, 

My  hasty  feet  would  go; 
There  everlasting  flow'rs  arise, 

There  joys  unwith'ring  grow. 

St.  Paul's.    Hymn  2d. 


HYMN  60.    L.  M. 

The  Truth  of  God  the  Promiser. 

1  T|R  AISE,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 
M~^     To  Him  who  earth's  foundations  lait: 

Praise  to  the  God,  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lordj 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word; 
And  there  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  [Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words  on  which  his  children  live; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 

Who  spoke  and  spread  the  skies  abroad. 
e  5  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise!?' 

Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes!1 
e  Slowly,  alas!  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 
— 6  Oh,  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 

To  credit  what  the  Almighty  saith; 

T'  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 

And  call  the  joys  of  heav'n  our  own. 
g  7  Then  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  uiiaht 

And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break; 

Our  steady  souls  shall  fear  no  more, 

Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar.  Green's- 

HYMN  6t.    C.  M. 

A  Thought  of  Death  arid  Glory. 
e  1  1^  MY  soul,  come  meditate  the  flay, 
\yt    And  think  how  near  it  stands — 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lauibj. 


Book  II.  HYMN  63,  64, 

p  2  £And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 
'1  he  hollow  gaping  tomb: 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come.] 
e  3  Oh!  could  we  die  with  those  who  die. 

And  place  us  in  their  stead; 
-—Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead: 
4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 

In  their  own  glorious  forms; 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms, 
o  6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 
Bo/ore  the  summons  come; 
And  pray  and  v  ish  our  souls  awav, 
To  their  eternal  home.      Isle  of  Wight. 

HYMN  63.    C.  M. 

A  Funeral  Thought. 

e  1    FT|  ARM!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound! 

1 1     Mine  ears,  attend  the  cry — 
d  "Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
"Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 
2  "Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs; 
"The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 
"Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
p  3  Great  God!  is  this  our  certain  doom? 
And  are  we  still  secure! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more! 

—4  Grant  us  the  pow'rs  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly; 
o  Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

We'll  rise  above  the  sky.        Bishopsgate. 


HYMN  64.    L.  M. 

God  the  Glory  and  Djefence  of  Zion. 
\-\ APPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
•  ■■■■■•  The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace; 
Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 
2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates, 
A  guard  of  heav'nly  warriours  wails; 

g  Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 

o  3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage, 
Against  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage,: 
Like  rising  waves  with  angry  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

o  4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Rome  and  hell: 
His  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground, 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 

a  5  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  s.un; 
Swift  as  the  fleering  moments  run, 
Onus  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace; 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

Green's.    Jill  Saints. 

HYMN  65.    C.  M. 

Hope  of  Heaven  our  Support  on  Earth. 

1  V¥^HEN  I  can  read  rov  title  clear 

▼  ▼      To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
'j.  I  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd; 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan'*  rage, 
Awl  face  a  frowning  world. 


05,  66,  67,  68.  87 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge  cotm?, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall; 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all: — 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest; 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll, 

Across  my  peaceful  breast.        Canterbury 

HYMN  66.     C.  M.~ 

A  Prospect  of  Heaven  makes  Death  easy. 

1  f  BnHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

8        Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides. 
And  never-with'ring  flow'rs: 

Death  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3  [Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flo£.d, 
Stand  dress'd  in  living  green; 

-So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink,. 
To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 

And  linger,  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away."] 
•5  Oh!  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove; 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 

With  unbeclouded  eyes!  — 
6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er — 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore.     Snwduv.. 


HYMN  67.     C.  M. 
Gon's  eternal  Dominion. 

1  f^  REAT  God!  how  infinite  art  thoti! 
\J(    What  worthless  worms  are  ntl 

g  Let  the  whole  race  of  eveatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stoody. 
Ere  seas  or  stars  were  marU.-: 

Thou  ait  the  ever  living  God, 

Were  all  the  nations  dead. 
-3  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie, 

To  thine  immense  survey, 
From  the  formation  of  the  sky, 

To  the  great  burning  day. 

4  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 
Stands  present  in  thy  view; 

To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears— 
Great  God!  there's  nothing  new. 

5  Our  lives  thro'  various  scenes  are  drawu9  , 
And  vex'd  with  trifling  cares; 

While  thine  eternal  thoughts  move  o« 
Thine  uudisturb'd  affairs. 

6  Great  God!  how  infinite  art  thou! 
What  worthless  worms  are  we! 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 

And  pay  their  praise  to  thee.        Arundel. 


HYMN  68.    C.   If. 

The  Humble  Worship  of  Got). 
1  TJ1ATHER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 

JP      The  place  of  thine  abode; 
I'd  leave  the  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat  my  God! 
-2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasant  sight; 
But,  to  abide  in  Uiine  embrace. 
Is  iafim'te  delight.. 


HYMN  71,  72,  73,  74,  76,  77. 


Book  II. 


— 3  I'd  part  sulfa  nil  I  lie  joys  of  sense, 
To  gaze  upon  thy  throne; 
Pleas.ii re  springs  fresh  tor  ever  thence, 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 
0  4  There  all  the  heav'nly  hosts  are  seen; 
In  shining  ranks  they  move; 
And  drink  immortal  vigour  in, 
With  wonder  and  with  love, 
p  5  Then  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  fear, 
Th'  adoring  anr-iies  fall: 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 
He  (pre  th'  eternal  all. 
*— 7  The  more  thy  glories  strike  mine  eyes, 
The  humbler  1  s.hall  lie; 
Thus,  while  1  sink,  my  joy  shall  rise 

U n  measurably  high.      Jiarby.     St.  Ann's. 

HYMN  71.    C.   M. 

Praise  to  Hou/rem  all  Creatures. 

1  Tj^HE  glories  of  ray  Maker,  God, 

JL      My  joyful  voice  shall  sing; 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  their  King. 

2  'Twas  his  right  hand  that  shiip'd  our  clay, 
And  wrought  this  human  frame; 

But  from  his  own  immediate  breath, 
Our  nobler  spirits  ei»me. 

3  We  brirg  our  mortal  powYs  to  God, 
And  worship  with  our  tongues; 

We  claim  some  kindred  with  the  skies, 
Andjoiu  the  angctick  songs. 

4  Let  groveling  be^ts  of  ev'ry  shape, 
And  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 

And  rocks,  and  trees,  and  fires,  and  seas, 
Their  various  tribute  bring. 

5  Ye  planets,  to  his  honour  shine, 
And  wheels  of  nature  roll; 

Praise  him  in  your  unwearied  course, 
Around  the  steady  pole. 

6  The  brightness  of  ortr  Maker's  name 
The  wide  Creation  fills; 

And  his  unbounded  grandeur  flies, 

Beyond  the  heav'nly  hills.  Devizes* 

HYMN  72.    G.  M. 

Lord's  Dai;:  or,  Resurrection  oyCmtisT. 

o  1    |ft  LESS'I)  morning,  whose  young  dawn- 

§~jj)     Beheld  our  rising  God;         [ing  rays 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dus£ 

And  leave  his  last  abode. 
p  2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb, 

The  great  Redeemer  lay — 
— 'Till  the  revolving  skioe  had  brougjtt 

The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 
d  3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force, 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain; 
o  The  sleeping  conqueror  arose, 
o       And  burst  their  feeble  chain, 
e  4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
o    And  loud  Mosannas  shall  proclaim 

The  triumph  of  the  day. 
s  5  Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth,  and  rocks  and  seas, 

With  glad  Hosannas  ring.  Sunday. 

HYMN  73.    G.  M. 
Doubts  scattered:  Joys  restored. 
1    fl  ENCE  from  my  soul, sad  tho'ts,begone, 
%  |       \nd  leave  me  to  my  joys; 
o  My  tongue  shall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 


p  2  Darkness  and  doubts  had  veil'd  my  mind, 

i  And  drown'd  my  head  in  tears; 
— 'Till  sov'reign  grace,  with  shining  rajs, 

Dispell'd  my  gloomy  fears, 
o  3  Oh,  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 
And  raptures  all  divine, 
When  Jesus  told  me  I  was  his, 
And  my  beloved  mine! 
— 4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  soul, 
And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain; 
One  glimpse,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 
Revive*  my  joys  again.  JMear. 


HYMN  74.    S.  M. 

Ingratitude  to  Divine  Goodness. 
s      IBS  this  the  kind  return! 

|_  Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe! 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow! 
e      2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Has  sin  redue'd  our  mind! 
What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind! 
—    3  [On  us  he  bids  the  sun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays; 
For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 
4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 
And  bow  their  necks  to  men; 
But  we  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign, 
d       5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  souls  afresh; 
Break,  sov'reign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh, 
p      6  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes; 
— And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
o  Let  hourly  thanks  arise.  Guildford. 

HYMN  76.    C.   M. 

Jlesurrection  and  Ascension  ©/"Christ. 

1  IJ  OS  ANNA  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
JL  JL  Who  cloth'd  himself  in  clay! 

Enter' d  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 
Since  our  Emmanuel  rose; 

lie  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoil'd  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Couiju'ror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 

With  scars  of  honour  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  scatters  blessings  down; 

Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

5  [ Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  his  blest  abode; 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise; 

Let  heav'n  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Emmanuel's  praise.] 

JUiteluun.     Sunday. 

HYMNT  77.    L.  M. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 
o  1  O  TAND  up,  my  soul,shake  off  thy  fears, 
^j  And  gird  the  gospel  aimour  on; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  thy  great  Captain  Saviour's  gon£". 


Book  II. 


HYMN  79,  82,  84,  85,  87. 


89 


—2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course, 
o  But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquish'd  foes; 
o  Thy  Jesus  naH'd  them  to  the  cross, 

And  sung  the  triumph — when  he  rose. 
c  3  [What  tho'  the  prince  of  darkness  rage, 

And  waste  the  fury  of  his  spite? 
d  Eternal  chains  confine  him  down 

To  fiery  deeps  and  endless  night, 
e  4  What  tho'  thine  inward  lusts  rebel? 

'Tis  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life; 
— The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 

Shall  slay  thy  sios,  and  end  the  strife.] 
o  5  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  heav'nly  gate; 
o  There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conqu'rors  wait, 
s  6  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 

Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

Leeds.     Blendon. 

HYMN  79.    C.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
p  1  TJLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

%_       We  wretched  sinners  lay — 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day! 
a  2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
o  He  saw — and  (O  amazing  love!) 

He  raB  to  our  relief. 
3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled; 
e  Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead, 
o  4  He  spoil'd  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  thus, 

And  brake  our  iron  chains; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  souls, 

From  everlasting  pains. 
s  6  Oh,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 

The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 
e  7  ("Yes,  we  will  praise  thee,  dearest  Lord, 
—    Our  souls  are  all  on  flame; 
o  Hosanna  round  the  spacious  earth 

To  thine  adored  name. 
u  8  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold; 
— But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 
Sunday.      Christmas. 

HYMN  82.    C.   M. 

Triumph  over  Spiritual  Enemies. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  pow'rs, 
_/\_    And  triumph  in  my  God; 

Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 
The  gates  of  gaping  hell; 

And  fix'd  my  standing  more  secure, 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love, 
Beneath  my  soul  he  plac'd; 

And  on  the  rock  of  ages  set 
My  slipp'ry  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 

,  Is  wash'd  around  with  grace; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands, 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 
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5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite 

And  all  his  legions  roar; 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  pow'r. 
o  6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing; 
o  Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 

My  Saviour  and  my  King.  JVIear. 


HYMN  84.    S.  M. 

The  Passion  and  Exaltation  of  Chbtst. 

1  flOME,  all  harmonious  tongues, 
J  J  Your  noblest  music  bring; 

'Tis  Christ,  the  everlasting  God, 
And  Christ,  the  man,  we  sing. 

2  Tell  how  he  took  our  flesh, 
To  take  away  our  guilt! 

Sing  the  dear  drops  of  sacred  blood 
That  hellish  monsters  spilt. 

a      5  Down  to  the  shades  of  death, 
He  bow'd  his  awful  head; 

o  Yet  he  arose  to  live,  and  reign, 
When  death  itself  is  dead. 

—  6  No  more  the  bloody  spear, 

The  cross  and  nail9  no  more; 
d  For  hell  itself  shakes  at  his  name. 
And  all  the  heav'ns  adore. 

—  7  There  the  Redeemer  sits, 

High  on  the  Father's  throne; 
e  The  Father  lays  his  vengeance  by, 

And  smiles  upon  his  Son. 
g      8  There  his  full  glories  shine» 

With  uncreated  rays, 
And  bless  his  saints  and  angels  eyes 

To  everlasting  days.        Watchman. 


HYMN  85.    C.  M. 

Sufficiency  of  Pardon, 
e  1  \M7HY  does  your  face,  ye  humble  souls, 
"  y  Those  mournful  colours  wear? 
What  doubts  are  these  that  waste  your  faith, 
And  nourish  your  despair? 

— 2  What  tho'  your  num'rous  sins  exceed 
The  stars  that  fill  the  skies — 
And  aiming  at  th'  eternal  throne, 
Like  pointed  mountains  rise? 

3  What  tho'  your  mighty  guilt  beyond 

The  wide  creation  swell; 
And  has  its  curst  foundations  laid, 

Low  as  the  deeps  of  hell? — 

e  4  See  here  an  endless  ocean  flows, 
Of  never-failing  grace; 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  veins 
The  sacred  flood  increase. 
o  5  It  rises  high,  and  drowns  the  hills, 

Has  neither  shore  nor  bound; 
— Now  if  we  search  to  find  our  sins, 

Our  sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 
o  6  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace» 
That  buries  all  our  faults; 
And  pard'ning  blood,  that  swells  above 
Our  follies  and  our  thoughts. 

Canterbury.    St.  Jtnn'g. 

HYMN  87.    C.  M. 

The  Divine  Glories  above  our  Reason. 

OWwondrousgreat,how  glorious  bright, 
in    Must  our  Creator  be — 
Who  dwells  amidst  the  dazzling  light. 
Of  vast  infinity. 


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HYMN  88,  89,  90,  91,  93,  94. 


Book  II. 


— 2  Our  soaring  spirits  upward  rise, 

Tow'rd  the  celestial  throne: 
e  Fain  would  we  see  the  blessed  Three, 

And  the  almighty  One. 
— 8  Our  reason  stretches  all  its  wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  skier, 
e  But  still  how  tar  beneath  thy  feet, 

Our  grov'ling  reason  lies! 
a  4  [Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  sdtils, 

And  awfully  adore: 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  mind. 

Can  stretch  a  thought  no  more.] 
g  5  Thy  glories  infinitely  rise 

Above  our  lab'ring  tongue; 
In  vain  the  highest  seraph  tries 

To  form  au  equal  song. 
e  6  [In  humble  notes  our  faith  adores 

The  great  mysterious  King; 
o  While  angels  strain  their  nobler  pow'rt, 

And  sweep  th'  immortal  string.] 

Arundel.     Bedford. 

HYMN  88.    C.  M. 

Salvation. 
1   £1\LVAT10N!  Oh  the  joyful  sound! 

J5  'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears; 
Jk  sovereign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
e  2  Bury'd  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay; — 
o  But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 

To  see  a  heav'nly  da)', 
s  3  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around; 
g  While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

JJoxology.  Deinzes. 

HYMN  89.    C.  M. 

Christ's  Victory  over  Satan. 

1  1LJ OSANNA  to  our  conqu'ring  King! 

MM.  The  prince  of  darkness  flies, 
His.  troops  rush  headlong  down  to  hell, 
Like  lightning  from  the  skies, 
e  2  There,  bound  in  chains,  the  lions  roar, 

And  fright  the  rescu'd  sheep; 
— But  heavy  bars  confine  their  pow'r 

And  malice  to  the  deep. 
a  3  Ilosanna  to  our  conqu'ring  King, 
All  hail,  Incarnate  Love! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait, 
To  crow  u  thy  head  above. 
s-  4  Thy  vict'ries  and  thy  deathless  fam*, 
Through  the  wide  world  shall  run; 
And  everlasting  ages  sing 

The  triumphs  thou  hast  won.        JWear. 

HYMN  90.     C.  M. 

Pardon  and  Sanctijication  in  Christ. 
e  1  ~W  OW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is! 

-1JL  Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains! 
e  And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds, 

Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 
«j  2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sov'reign  grace,. 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word;, 
fl""Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 

"And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 
o  3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  caH, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
— I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord;.. 
e      Oh!  help  my  unbelief. 


p  6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall: 
— Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

My  Jesus,  and  my  All.  Colchester. 

HYMN  91.    C.  M. 

The  Glory  of  Christ  in  Heaven. 

1  /~kH,  the  delights,  the  heav'nly  joys, 
\J     The  glories  of  the  place, 

Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beam* 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love, 
Sit  smiling  on  his  brow; 

And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above, 
At  humble  distance  bow. 
e  5  Those  soft,  those  blessed  feet  of  hi?, 

That  once  rude  iron  tore- — 
o  High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  stand1, 

And  all  the  saints  adore. 
e  6  His  head,  the  dear  majestic  head, 

That  cruel  thorns  did  wound — 
o  See — what  immortal  glories  shine, 

And  eircle  it  around! 
— 7  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man, 
Whom  we,  unseen,  adore; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 
9  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  this  sight, 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay; 
And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  souls  away.. 

Hymn  2d.     St.  Jinn's. 

HYMN  93.    S.  M. 

Goo  all,  and  in  all.     Psalm  lxxii,  25" 
i   IkM  Y  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
1  Yl   To  thee,  to  thee  I  call; 
I  cannot  live",  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 
2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell; 
'Tis  Paradise  when  thou  art  here; 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  heav'nly  place; 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky* 
Can  one  delight  afford; 

No  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 

Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  s£a  of  love, 
Where  all  my  pleasures  roll; 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 
— —  Bingham.     Newton, 

HYMN  94.    C.  M. 

God  my  only  Happiness.    Psal.  Ixxiii,  25. 

1  \M  Y  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love., 
|Y  t    My  everlasting  All, 

I've  none  out  thee  in  heav'n  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 
And  this  inferior  clod! 

There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends. 
And  health  and  safe  abode; 

Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 


Book  II. 


HYMN  95,  96,  97,  98,  102,  104. 


9! 


6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 
If  once  compar'd  to  thee? 

Or  what's  my  safety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me? 

7  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 
And  call'd  the  stars  my  own; 

Without  thy  graces  and  thyself^ 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  liko  s£as, 
And  grasp  in  all  the  shore; 

Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more.  St.  Ann's,  Abridge. 

HYMN  95.     C.  M. 

Looking  on  Him  whom  ive  pierced.' 
p  1  |  N FINITE  grief!  amazing  woe! — 

|_  Behold  my  bleeding  Lord! — 
— Hell  and  the  Jews  conspir'd  his  death, 

And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 
P  2  Oh,  the  sharp  pangs  of  smarting  pain, 
My  dear  Redeemer  bore — 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
His  sacred  body  tore. 
— 3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
In  vain  do  I  accuse; 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  hands, 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews, 
e  4  'Twere  you,  my  sins,  my  cruel  sins; 
His  chief  tormenters  were; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 

And  unbelief  a  spear. 
5  'Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  down, 
Upon  his  guiltless  head: 
o  Break,  break,  my  heart,Oh  hurst,  mine  eyes, 
e      And  let  my  sorrows  bleed. 
o  6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  soul, 
'Till  melting  waters  flow! 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes, 
In  undissembled  woe.  Bishopsgate . 

HYMN  96.    G.  M. 

Angels  punished,  and  Man  saved. 

1  TfcG  WN  headlong  from  their  native  skies, 

m  J  The  rebel  angels  fell; 

o  And  thunder-bolts  of  flaming  wrath 

Pursu'd  them  deep  to  hell. 

2  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  bliss, 
Rebellious  man  was  hurl'd; 

e  And  Jesus  stoop'd  beneath  the  grave, 

To  reach  a  sinking  world, 
o  3  Oh,  love  of  infinite  degree! 

Unmeasurable  grace! 
e  Must  heay'n's  eternal  Darling  die, 

To  save  a  trait'rous  race? 
p  4  Must  angels  sink  for  ever  down, 

And  burn  in  quenchless  fire — 
While  God  forsakes  his  shining  throne, 

To  raise  us  wretches  higher. 
5    5  Oh,  for  his  love,  let  earth  and  skies 

With  hallelujahs  ring; 
And  the  full  choir  of  human  tongues 

All  hallelujahs  sing.  Isle  of  Wight, 

HYMN  97.    L.  M. 

'    The  same. 
e  1  TT'ROM  heav'n  the  sinning  angels  fell, 
ft        1/  And  wrath  and  darkness  chain'd  them 
e  But  man,  vile  man,  forsook  his  bliss —  [down; 
o  And  mercy  lifts  him  to  a  crown, 
g  2  Amazing  work  of  sov'reign  grace, 

That  could  distinguish  rebels  so; 
e  Our  guilty  treason  call'd  aloud 

Far  everlasting  fetters  too. 


o  3  To  thee,  to  thee,  almighty  Lore, 
Our  souls,  ourselves,  our  alj  we  pay; 
Millions  of  tongues  shall  sound  thy  praise. 
On  the  bright  hills  of  heav'nly  dav. 

Psalm  <37th. 


HYMN  98.    C.  M. 

Hardness  of  Heart  complained  of: 

1  ]l|Y  heart  how  dreadful  hard  it  W. 
Iv  J.  How  heavy  here  it  lies! 

Heavy  and  cold  within  my  breast, 
Just  like  a  rock  of  ice! 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  tyrant,  sits 
Upon  this  flinty  throne; 

And  ev'ry  grace  lies  bury'd  deeg, 
Beneath  this  heart  of  stone. 

3  How  seldom  do  I  rise  to  God, 
Or  taste  the  joys  above? 

This  mountain  presses  down  my  faith, 
And  chills  my  flaming  love. 

4  When  smiling  mercy  courts  my  soul 
With  all  its  heav'nly  charms, 

This  stubborn,  this  relentless  thing, 
Would  thrust  it  from  my  arms. 

5  Against  the  thunders  of  thy  word, 
Rebellious  I  have  stood; 

My  heart — it  shakes  not  at  the  wrath, 
And  terrours,  of  a  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  steep  this  rock  of  mine, 
In  thine  own  crimson  sea! 

None  but  a  bath  of  blood  divine, 
Can  melt  the  flint  away. 

"    Windsor.     Wantage. 


HYMN  102.    L.  M. 
A  happy  Resurrection. 

1  "VJO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
j^j    But  with  a  cheerful  gasp  resign, 

To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave, 
These  dying,  with'ring  limbs  of  mine. 

2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh, 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust: — 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew, 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 

3  Break,  sacred  morning,  thro'  the  skies, 
Bring  that  delightful — dreadful  day; 

Cut  snort  the  hours',  dear  Lord,  and  come; 

Thy  ling'ring  wheels — how  long  they  stay!, 

Armley. 


HYMN  104.    S.  M. 
Christ's  Mediation. 
1  "f-|  A1SE  your  triumphant  songs 
f%  To  an  immortal  tune; 
o  Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds, 

Celestial  grace  has  done, 
o      2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chose; 
And  bid  him  raise  our  ruin'd  race, 
From  their  abyss  of  woes.j 

3  His  iiand  no  thunder  bears, 

No  terrour  clothes  his  brow; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 
e      4  'Twas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  stood  silent  by — 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  dawn, 
'  To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 
o      5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrou  cease; 
d  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer' d  peace. 


92 


HYMN  105,  106,  107,  108,  110,  112. 


Book  II. 


e      6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call; 
#—        We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
0  And  love  and  praise  thy  name.  Peck  ham 


HYMN  105.    C.  M. 
Repentance  flowing  from  Divine  Patience. 
el     4  NO  are  we  wretches  yet  alive' 

J\_  And  tlo  we  yet  rebel! 
O  'Tis  boundless,  'lis  amazing  love, 
Thai  bears  us  up  from  hell! 
2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt, 

Would  sink  U3  down  to  flames; 
And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above, 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 
d  3  Almighty  goodness  cries — Forbear! 

And  strait  the  thunder  stays: 
e  And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 

And  weary  out  his  grace!1 
j>  4  Lord,  we  have  long  alms' d  thy  love. 
Too  long  indulg'd  our  sin; 
Our  aching  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  see 
What  rebels  we  have  been, 
o  5  No  more,  ye  lusts,  shall  ye  command, 
No  more  will  we  obey; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conqu'ring  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away.  Reading. 

HYMN  106.    C.  M. 
Repentance  at  the  Cross. 
p  1   rf~\H,  if  my  soul  was  form'd  for  woe, 
"  w  How  would  I  vent  my  sighs! 
Repentance  should  like  rivers  flow, 
From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 
2  'Twas  for  my  sins  my  dearest  Lord 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree — 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life, 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 
— 3  Oh,  how  I  hate  these  lusts  of  mine, 
That  crucify'd  my  God; 
Those  sins,  that  piere'd  and  nail'd  his  flesh, 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood, 
d  4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die, 
My  heart  has  so  decreed; 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things, 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
e  5  Whilst  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 

•  I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 

And  slay  the  murd'rers  too 

hie  of  Wight.     Bangor. 

HYMN  107.     CM. 
Everlasting Absence  of  Gon  intolerable. 
1  ?»>H\T  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

§     'I'll'  appointed  hour  makes  basic — 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 
e  2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  Sov'reign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  Oepart! 
e  3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
a  'T would  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 

With  most  tormenting  fear, 
p  4  What — to  be  banish'd  for  my  life, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die! 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
Yet  death  for  ever  fly! 
a  5  Oh,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
To  see  my  God  remove — 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  i.ot  taste  his  love! 


o  7  Oh',  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name, 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands; 
Shew  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 

Where  my  salvation  stands. 
■  Windsor. 

HYMN  108.    C.  M. 
Access  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  by  a  Mediator. 
1  flOME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes, 

\J  Up  to  the  courts  above; 
And  smile  te  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love, 
e  2  Once  'twas  a  seat  of  dreadful  wrath, 
And  shot  devouring  flame; 
Our  God  appear'd  consuming  fire, 
And  vengeance  was  bis  name. 
— 3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood, 
That  calm'd  his  frowning  face, 
That  sprinkled  o'er  his  burning  throne. 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace, 
o  4  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 
And  venture  near  the  Lord; 
No  fieiy  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  double  flaming  sword. 
— 5  The  peaceful  gates  of  heav'nly  bliss, 

Are  open'd  by  the  Son; 
o  High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 

And  reach  th'  almighty  tbroue. 
s  6  To  thee,  ten  thousand  thanks  wc  bring. 
Great  Advocate  on  high; 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 

Who  lays  bis  furv  bv.  St.  Asaph's. 


HYMN  110.     S.  M. 

Death  and  the  Resurrection. 
all  ND  must  this  body  die? 

t\_  This  mortal  frame  decay? 
a  An<l  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 

Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay? 

—  2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh; 
o  'Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

—  3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  often  from  the  skies, 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust— 
'Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise, 
o      4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine.; 
And  ev'ry  shape,  and  ev'ryface, 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine. 

—  5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe       * 

To  Jesus'  dying  love; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below. 
And  sing  his  pow'r  above. 
6    Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs; 
o  'Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise; 
With  our  immortal  tengues. 

Aylesbury.   Klbtuorth. 

HYMN  112.     L.  M. 

Angels  ministering  to  Christ  and  Saints. 

1    m  \  IiE  AT  God!to  what  a  glorious  height, 
\JK  Hast  thou  advane'd  the  Lord  thy  Son! 

Angels  in  all  their  robes  of  light, 

Are  made  the  servants  of  his  throne, 
e  2  Before  his  feet  thine  armies  wait, 

And  swift  as  flames  of  tire  they  move, 

To  manage  his  affairs  of  state, 

la  works   ■$  vengeance — and  of  love, 
o  4  Now  they  are  sent  to  guide  our  feet, 

Up  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode; 

Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet, 

In  travelling  the  hcav'ulv  road. 


Book  If. 


HYMN  114,  115, 


— 5  Lord,  when  I  leave  this  mortal  ground, 
And  thou  shalt  bid  me  rise  and  come — 
Send  a  beloved  angel  down, 
Safe  to  conduct  my  spirit  home.       Oporto. 

HYMN  114.    C.  M. 

Christ's  Death,  Victory,  and  Dominion. 
1    K  SING  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death; 

He  conquer'd  when  he  fell; 
"Pis  finished.'  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  'Tis  finished.'  our  Emmanuel  cries, 
The  dreadful  work  is  done! 

Hence  shall  his  sov'reign  throne  arise, 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 
For  glory  and  renown, 

When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side, 
Sits  our  victorious  Lord; 

To  heav'n  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye, 
Await  their  sev'ral  crowns; 

And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terrour  of  his  frowns. 
^ Christmas.     Sunday 

HYMN  115.    C.  M. 

Gon  the  Avenger  of  his  Saints. 

1  ¥J  IGH  as  the  heav'ns  above  the  ground 

ji   Reigns  the  Creator,  God; 
Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound, 
Extends  his  awful  rod. 

2  Let  princes  of  exalted  state 
To  him  ascribe  their  crown; 

Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 
And  cast  their  glories  down. 
e  3  Know  that  his  kingdom  is  supreme, 
Your  lofty  thoughts  are  vain; 
He  culls  you  gods,  that  awful  name, 
But  ye  must  die  like  men. 
o  4  Then  let  the  sov'reigns  of  the  globe 
Not  dare  to  vex  the  just; 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 
And  treads  the  worms  to  dust. 
e  5  Ye  judges  of  the  earth,  be  wise, 
And  think  of  heav'n  with  fear; 
The  meanest  saint  that  you  despise 

Has  an  avenger  there.  Bedford. 


HYMN  118.    L.  M. 

The  Priesthood  of  Christ. 

1  TlLOOD  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  skies, 
o       1 n    Revenge — the  blood  of  Abel  cries; 
e  But  the  dear  stream,  when  Christ  was  slain, 

Speaks  peace — as  loud  from  ev'ry  vein. 
— 2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high; 

Behold  he  lays  his  vengeance  by; 

And  rebels,  who  deserve  his  sword, 

Become  the  fav'rites  of  the  Lord, 
o  3  To  Jesus  let  our  praises  rise, 

Who  gave  his  life  a  sacrifice; 

Now  he  appears  before  our  God, 

And,  for  our  pardon,  pleads  his  blood. 

JVewcourt. 


HYMN   119.    CM. 
The  Holy  Scriptures. 
1   "I"   ADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears 

I  J    I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord; 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hops  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 


118,  119,  120,  121.  9S 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  asruage: 

Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face, 
Almost  in  ev'ry  page. 

3  [This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown; 

That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  hisown.] 

4  [Here  consecrated  water  flows, 
To  quench  m\  thirst  of  sin; 

Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
No  danger  dwells  therein. j 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  strife, 
Where  wit  and  reason  fail; 

My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through    all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  Oh!  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
My  roving  feet  command; 

Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand.   Plymouth. 


HYMN  VIQ.     S.  M. 
The  Law  and  Gospel  joined  in  Scripture. 

1  't  i^.HE  Lord  declares  his  will, 

J_      And  keeps  the  woi  Id  in  awe; 
e  Amidst  the  smoke  on  Sinai's  hill, 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
And,  smiling  from  above, 

o  Seuds  down  the  gospel  of  his  grace, 
Th"  epistles  of  his  love. 

—  3  These  sacred  words  impart 

Our  Maker's  just  commands; 
e  The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 
»  And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

—  4  [Hence  we  awake  our  fear; 

We  draw  our  comfort  hence; 
The  arms  of  grace  are  treasur'd  here, 
And  armour  of  defence.] 
5  [We  learn  Christ  crucify'd, 
And  here  behold  his  blood; 
All  arts  and  knowledges  beside, 
Will  do  us  little  good.] 
C  We  read  the  heav'nly  word, 
We  take  the  offer'd  grace; 
Obey  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  promises. 
o      7  In  vain  shall  Satan  rage 

Against  a  book  divine, — 
e  Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  ppge, 
o         Where  beams  of  mei  •  y  shine.  Aylesbury. 

HYMN  121.    L.  M. 

The  Law   and  Gospel  distinguished. 

1  fM^HE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 
I       What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe; 
o  But  'tis  the  gospel  must  reveal 

Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 
e  2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin, 

And  shews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been; 
o  Only  the  gospel  can  express 

Forgiving  love  and  cleansing  grace. 
e  3  What  curses  does  the  law  denounce 

Against  the  man  who  fails  but  once.'1 
O  But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears, 

Pard'ning  the  guilt  of  nutn'rous  years. 
—4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 

Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law; 
0  Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives: 

Tffe  man  who  trusts  the  promise — live*. 

Armky. 


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HYMN  122,  124,  126,  127",  128,  129,  130. 


Book  II. 


HYMN  122.    L.  M. 
Retirement  and  Meditation. 
Y  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  strange/1  to  myself  and  thee; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love, 
e  2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heiv'nly  birth? 
Why  should  1  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go? 
d  3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 

One  sov'reign  word  can  draw  me  thence; 
— I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferiour  joys  resign. 
e  4  Be  earth  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn; 

Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone: 
a  In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 
My  heav'n — and  there  my  God,  I  find.  Bethel 

HYMN  124.    C.  M. 

Jtluses,  Aaron,  and  Joshua. 

1  rg^is  not  the  law  of  ten  commands, 

-H-      On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
And  sent  to  men  by  Moses'  hands, 
Can  bring  us  sale  to  heav'n. 

2  'Tis  not  the  blood  which  Aaron  spilt, 
Nor  smoke  of  sweetest  smell; 

Can  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt, 

Or  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
e  5  Aaron  the  priest  resigns  his  breath, 

At  God's  immediate  will: 
And  in  the  desert  yields  to  death 

Upon  lli'  appointed  hill. 

4  And  thus  on  Jordan's  yonder  side 
The  tribes  of  Israel  stand; 

While  Moses  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd, 
Short  of  the  promis'd  land. 
o  5  Israel  rejoice,  now  Joshua*  leads, 
He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  rest, 
So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 

The  ruler  and  th^  priest.  York. 

HYMN  li>6.    C.  M. 
God  glorified  in  the  Gospel. 

1  nf^HK  Lord,  descending  from  above, 

JL    Invites  his  children  near; 
While  pow'r,  and  truth,  and  boundless  love, 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  the  gospel's  wondrous  frame, 
Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue; 

6  A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

5  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines, 
Thy  wonders  here  we  trace.; 

i— Wisdom  through  all  the  myst'ry  shines, 

And  shines  in  Jesus'"    face. 
4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God; 
And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 

Its  honours  in  his  blood. 
e-  5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  thoughts  employs; 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 

And  more  exalts  our  joys.         Wareham. 

HYMN  \il.     L.  M. 
Circumcision  and  Baptism. 
I  nnHUS  did  the  sons  of  Abrah'm  pass 

g^    Under  the  bloody  seal  of  grace; 
The  young  disciples  bore  the  yoke, 
Till  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

*  Joshia,  the  same  with  Jesus',  and  signifies 
a  Sai'iour. 


2  By  milder  ways  does  Jesus  prove 
His  Father's  cov'nant  and  his  love; 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  graee, 
Nor  does  forbid  their  infant  race. 
S  Their  seed  is  sprinkled  with  his  blood, 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God; 
His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  shed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head, 
o  4  Let  ev'ry  saint  with  cheerful  voice, 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice; 
Young  children  in  their  earl)'  days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abrah'm  praise. 
Portugal. 

HYMN  128.   C.  M. 
Corrupt  Nature  from  Adam- 

1  fjLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
|p     Adam  our  father  stood, 

'Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense. 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race, 
To  sinful  joys  inclin'd; 

Reason  has  lost  its  native  place, 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  While  flesh  and  sense  and  passion  reigns. 
Sin  is  the  sweetest  good; 

We  fancy  musick  in  our  chains, 
And  so  forget  the  load. 

4  Great  God,  renew  our  ruin'd  frame, 
Our  broken  pow'rs  restore; 

Inspire  us  with  a  heav'nly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  law 
Upon  our  inward  parts; 

And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 

His  image  on  our  hearts.  China.  Plymouth. 
HYMN  129.     L.  M. 
We  -walk  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight. 

1  '^I^IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

A  We  walk  thro'  deserts  dark  as  night; 
'Till  we  arrive  at  heav'n  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies, 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  thro*, 
While  faith  supplies  a  heav'nly  ray; 
Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abrah'm  by  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

Bath      Islington. 
HYMN   130.    C.  Al. 
The  new  Creation . 

1  A  TTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
/\     Doth  his  own  glory  shew: 

d  "Behold,  I  sit.  upon  my  throne, 
"Creating  all  things  new. 

2  "Nature  and  sin  are  pass'd  away, 
"And  the  old  Adam  dies; 

"My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay — 
"See  the  new  world  arise! 

3  "I'll  be  a  Sun  of  righteousness 
"To  the  new  heav'ns  I  make; 

"None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grace 

"My  glories  shall  partake." 

e  4  Mighty  Redeemer,  set  me  free 

From  my  old  state  of  sin; 

Oh,  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee, 

Create  new  pow'rs  within 


Book  II.  HYMN  1S1,  132,  133,  135,  137,  138,  139. 


95 


5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh; 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys,  and  fears, 

And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 
— 6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  sin,  and  earth,  and  heflj 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made, 

I  would  forever  dwell.  Sunday. 


HYMN  131.    L.  M. 

The  Excellency  of  the  Christian  Religion, 
o  1  "W    ET  everlasting  glories  crown 

I A  Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord; 

Thy  hands  have  bro't  salvation  down, 

And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 
—3  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon; 

With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 

'Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 
e  4  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands! 
—Thy  promises — how  firm  they  be! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands! 
•  5  Not  the  feign'd  fields  of  heath 'nish  bliss 

Could  raise  such  pleasures  in  the  mind; 

Nor  does  the  Turkish  paradise 

Pretend  to  joys  so  well  refin'd. 
—6  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 

I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

Castle  Street.    Leeds. 

HYMN  132.    C.   M. 
The  Offices  of  Christ. 

1  TTM7E  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

ff       Who  comes  with  truth  and  grace« 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  rev'rence  our  High  Priest  above^ 
Who  ofter'd  up  his  blood; 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King; 
How  sweet  are  his  commands! 

He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4  Hosanna  to  his  glorious  name, 
Who  saves  by  diff'rent  ways; 

His  mercy  lays  a  sov'reign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise.  Colchester. 


HYMN  133.    L.  M. 
The  Operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

o  1  \*  TERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess, 

f2d   And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 
2  Enlighten'd  by  thy  heav'nly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 
o  3  Thy  pow'r  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin,; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 
—4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice, 
o  Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys; 
o  Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
—And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind.  Brentford. 


HYMN  135.    L.  M. 


Types  and  Prophecies   of  Chhi9T. 
d  1    MbKHOLD,  the  woman's  promis'd  seed! 
J3  Behold  the  great  Messiah  come! 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed, 
To  give  him  the  superiour  room! 
— 2  Abrah'm,  the  saint,  rejoie'd  of  old, 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw; 
Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  Fulfiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtain'd  their  chief  design  and  ceas'd;" 
The  incense,  and  the  bleeding  Iamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet, 
To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head: 

o  Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet, 

And  nations  own  the  promis'd  seed.     Op ortt^ 

HYMN  137.    L.  M. 

Miracles  in  the  Life,  Death,  and  Resurrection 
of  Christ. 

e  1  X>EHOLD,the  blind  their  sight  receive1! 
If   Behold,  the  dead  awake,  and  live! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders!  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name ! 

— 2  Thus  does  th'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

e  3  He  dies — the  heav'ns  in  mourning  stood! 

o  He  rises — and  appears  a  God! 

o  Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

— 4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine.  Gloucester^ 

HYMN  138.    L.  M. 

The  Power  of  the  Gospel. 

1  fT>HIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
|     Sent  to  the  nations  from  Above; 
o  Jehovah  here  resolves  to  shew 

What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 
— 2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 

To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind; 
o  This  sov'reign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 

Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 
— 3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive, 

Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live; 

Dry  bones  are  rais'd,  and  cloth'd  afresh, 

And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  flesh. 

4  [Where  Satan  reign 'd  in  shades  of  night, 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heav'nly  light; 

Our  lusts  its  wondrous  pow'r  controls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls. 

5  Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  lamb; 

e  While  the  wide  world  esteems  it  strange, 
a  Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change.] 
— 6  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 

Let  sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too; 

o  The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 

A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

Blendon.     I*e<fs 

HYMN  139.    L.  M. 
The  Example  of  Chhist. 
1  "V/I  Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 

J.T  |    I  read  my  duty  in  thy  wokJ: 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears: 
Drawn  out  in  living,  character?* 


HYMN  140,  141,  142,  144,  146,  143. 


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2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def ' rence  to  thy  Father's  will — 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine— 
1  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

p  3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  pray'r; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

—4  Be  thou  my  pattern;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here! 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Amongst  the  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

Sicilian.    PleyePs. 


Book  II. 


HYMN  140.    C.  M. 
The  Examples  of  Christ  and  the  Saints. 
o  1    iMlVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
IjST  Within  the  vail,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys; 
How  bright  their  glories  be! 
p  2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  wet  their  couch  with  teal's: 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 
— 3  I  ask  them,  whence  their  vict'ry  came; 

They,  with  united  breach, 
o  Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb — 

Their  triumph,  to  his  death. 
—4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  he  had  trod, 
(His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast-,) 
And,  following  their  incarnate  Uod, 

Possess'd  tiie  promis'd  rest. 
5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  giv'n; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shew  the  same  path  to  heay  n.    Mear. 

HYMN  141.    C.  M. 

Faith  assisted  by  Sense:  or,   Preaching,  Bap- 
tism, and  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  1V1  Y  Saviour  God,  my  Sov'reign  Prince 
if  JL  lleigns  far  above  the  skies; 

But  brings  his  graces  down  to  sense, 
And  helps  my  faith  to  rise. 

2  My  eyes  and  ears  shall  bless  his  name; 
They  read  and  hear  his  word; 

»My  touch  and  taste  shall  do  the  same, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptismal  water  is  design'd 
To  sea!  his  cleansing  grace; 

While,  at  his  feast  of  bread  and  wine, 
He  gives  his  saints  a  place. 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 
Can  make  my  flesh  so  clean, 

As,  by  his  Spirit  and  his  blood, 
He'll  wash  my  soul  from  sin. 

5  Not  choicest  meats,  nor  noblest  wines, 
So  much  my  heart  refresh, 

As  when  my  faith  goes  thro'  the  signs. 
And  feeds  upon  his  flesh. 

6  1  love  the  Lord,  who  stoops  so  low, 
To  give  his  word  a  seal; 

But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow, 

Exceeds  the  figures  still.     St.  Martiii's. 

HYMN  142.    S.  M. 
Faith  in  Chhist  our  Sacrifice. 


e  1 


"Vj  Of  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 


On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  w-'sh a  war  the  stain. 


o      2  But  Christ,  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 

And  richer  blood  than  they, 
p      3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine— 
Wrhile  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 
—    4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear. 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there, 
it      5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove; 
3  We  bless  the  Lamb  with  eheerful  voice, 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love.     Peckham. 

HYMN  144.    L.  M. 
Effusions  of  the  Spirit:  Success  of  the  Gospel, 

1   £  ^1  RE  AT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
\J(  When  the  divine  disciples  met; 

Whilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  same, 

And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 
e  2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave! 

Av.d  pow'r  to  give,  and  pow'r  to  save! 

Furnish  d  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 

Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 
— 3  Thus  arm'd,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
o  From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north; 
d  "Go — and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause; 

"Go — spread  the  myst'ry  of  his  cross." 
— 4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 

Of  what  almighty  force  they  are — 

To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 

And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  these  heav'nly  arms  subdu'd: 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

6  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  subdufr, 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too  — 

A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord — 

And  sing  the  vict'ries  of  his  word.   Old  Hun. 

HYMN  146.    L.  M. 
Vanity  of  Creatures:   or,  no  Rest  on  Earth. 

1  •%  \  AN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires, 

T|    He  burns  within  with  restless  firSs; 
Tost  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind: 
We  try  new  pleasures;  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  turns; 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 
To  change  the  place,  hut  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God,  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust;  * 
Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 

Babylon.  Cartha^. 


HYMN  148.    C.  M. 
God  reconciled  in   Christ. 
1  T\E  AREST  of  all  the  names  above, 

\  J  My  Jesus  and  my  God — 
Who  can  resist  thy  heav'nly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood? 


Book  II. 


HYMN  150,  151,  152,   15.3,   154,  155. 


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— 2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death, 

The  Father  smiles  again; 

'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath, 

The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

e  3  'Till  God  in  human  flesh  1  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find; 
a  The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three, 

Are  terrours  to  my  mind. 
o  4  But  if  Emmanuel's  face  appear, 
My  hope,  my  joy  begins; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 
— 5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 
And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast; 
I  love  th'  incarnate  mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 
Canterbury.     St.  -Inns. 

HYMN  150.    C.  M. 

The  Deceitfulness  of  Sin. 

1  OjIN  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 
^  To  practise  on  the  mind; 

With  flatt'ring  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts, 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 
The  aged  an  1  the  young; 

And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 
And  gives  a  fair  pretence; 

But  cheats  the  soul  of  heav'nly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  seuse. 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 
Grew  the  forbidden  food; 

Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood.       Plymouth. 

HYMN  151.     L.  M. 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 
1  'fTJ  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

|_  The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  fire. 
2The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirm'd  the  messages  they  brought; 
The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death . 

e  3  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  1  see, 
And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

o  4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost,  and  vanish  in  the  wiud: 

— Here  1  can  fix  my  hope  secure; 

This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure.  Islington. 

HYMN  152.    C.   M. 

Sinai  and  Sio7i.     Heb.  xii,  18,  &c. 
e  1  "ftJOT  to  the  terrours  of  the  Lord, 
-L^l      The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
WhicJjrGod  ou  Sinai  spoke;— 
O  2  BuTwe  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 
The  city  of  our  God; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 
C  3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 
Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 

Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight! 
4  Behold  the  blcss'd  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  inheav'n! 
Hear  God,  the  judge  of  all,  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiv'n. 

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— 5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 
But  one  communion  make; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  head, 
Audof  his  grace  partake. 
o  6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest: 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  for  ever  bless'd.        Bedford. 

HYMN  153.    C.   M. 
Distemper,  Folly,  and  Madness  of  Sin. 
e  1    OlN,  like  a  venomous  disease, 

^  Infects  our  vital  blood; 
— The  only  balm  is  sovereign  grace, 

And  the  physician,  God. 
e  2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 

And  we  dratvnear  to  death; 
o  But  Christ  the  Lord  recalls  the  dead, 

With  his  almighty  breath, 
e  3  Madness,  by  nature,  reigns  within, 

The  passions  burn  and  rage; 
— 'Till  God's  own  Son,  with  skill  divine, 

The  inward  fire  assuage, 
e  4  [We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind, 

And  solid  good  despise: 
— Such  is  the  roily  of  the  mind, 

'Till  Jesus  make  us  wise.] 
e  5  We  give  our  souls  the  wounds  they  feel, 

We  drink  the  pois'nous  gall, 
o  And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell — 
—    But  heav'n  prevents  the  fall. 

6  [The  man,  possess'd  among  the  tombs, 

Cuts  his  own  flesh  and  cries: 
o  He  foams  and  raves,  'till  Jesus  comes, 

And  the  foul  spirit  flies.] Heading. 


HYMN  154.      L.  M. 

Self-Highteousmess  insufficient. 

1  "  INHERE  are  the  mourners,"  saith  the 

▼  *  Lord, 

"Who  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word — 
Who  walk  in  darkness  all  the  day? 
Come,  make  my  name  your  trust  and  stay, 

2  [No  works,  no  duties  of  your  own. 
Can  for  the  smallest  sin  alone; 
The  robes  that  nature  may  p*$}vide, 
Will  not  your  least  pollutions  iiide. 

3  The  softest  couch  that  nature  knows, 
Can  give  the  conscience  no  repose: 

o  Look  to  my  righteousness,  and  live; 

Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.] 
— 4  Ye  sons  of  pride  who  kindle  coals 

With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  souls; 

Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 

Enjoy  the  sparks  that  ye  desire: — 
e  5  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, 

Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands* 
a  Ye  shall  lie  down  in  sorrow  there, 

In  death,  and  darkness,  and  despair.". Irmleu* 

HYMN  155.     C.  M. 
Christ  our  Passover. 
e  1  T  O,  the  destroying  angel  flies 
C  j  To  Pharaoh's  stubborn  land! 
The  pride,  the  flow'r  of  Egypt  dies 
By  his  vindictive  hand. 

o  2  Hepass'd'the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er,  _ 

Norpiiur'd  the  wrath  divine; 
He  saw  the  blood  on  every  door, 

And  bless' ii  tho  peaceful  sign. 
— 3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  must  bleed. 

To  break  th'  Egyptian  yok' ; 
o  Thus  Israel  is  from  bondage  freed, 

And  'scapes  the  angel's  stroke. 


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HYMN  156,  157,  158,  159,    160,  161. 


Book  It. 


e  4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  sprinkled  to» 

With  blood  so  rich  as  thine, 
Justice  no  longer  would  pursue 

This  guilty  soul  of  mine. 
— 5  .lesus  ourpassover  was  slain, 

And  has  at  once  procur'd 
o  Freedom  from  Satan's  heavy  chain, 

And  God's  avenging  sword.     Tunhridge. 

HYMN  156,    C.  M. 
Satan's  various  Temptations. 

1  ~»    HATE  the  tempter,  and  his  charms, 

I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath; 
The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms, 
To  cheat  our  souls  to.  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 
Or  kills  with  slavish  fear; 

And  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption  or  despair. 

3  Now  he  persuades,  How  easy'tis 
To  -walk  the  road  to  heaven; 

Anon  he  swells,  our  sins  and  cries, 
T/iey  cannot  be  forgiv'n. 

4  [He  bids  young  sinners,  Yetforbeax 
To  think  of  God  or  death; 

Fur  prayer  and  grave  devotion  are 

But  melanchsly  breath. 
3  He  tells  the  aged,  they  must  die> 

And  'tis  too  late  to  pray; 
In  ruin  far  mercy  noxo  they  cry-, 

Fur  they  have  lost  their  day.~\ 
a  6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne, 

By  mischief  and  deceit; 
And  drags,  the  sons  of  Adam  down 

To  darkness  and  the  pit. 
a  7  Almighty  God,  cut  short  liis  pow'r, 

Let.  him  in  darkness  dwell; 
And  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 

Confine  him  down  to  hell.     Plymouth. 


HYMN  157.    G.  M. 

The  same. 
I  Tbw7^^  Satan  comes  with  dreadful  roar, 

.(/^j      And  threatens  to  destroy; 
He  worries  whom  lie  can't  devour; 

With  a  malicious  joy. 
9  2  Ye  sohsot  God,  oppose  his  rage; 

Resist,  and  he'll  be  gone; 
— Thus  did  our  dearest  Lord  engage, 

And  vanquish  him  alone. 
e  2  Now  he  appears  almost  divine,, 

Like  innocence  and  love; 
— But  the  old  serpent  lurks  within, 

When  he  assumes  the  dove, 
o  4  Fly  from  the  false  deceiver's  tongue, 

Ye  sons  of  Adam,  fly! 
e  Our  parents  found  the  snare  too  strong; 

Nor  should  the  children  try.     Reading. 


HYMN  158      L.  M. 

Few  saved:  or,  The  almost  Christian. 

e  1    O  liOAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
_IJ    And  thousands  walk  together  there; 
But  wisdom  shews  a  narrow  patl>, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

d  2    Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cror?. 

e  Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command; 

— Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dress, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heav'nly  Land. 

p  3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd — almost  a  saint — 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 


—4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain, 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new: 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
\V  hich  false  apostates  never  knew. 

Geneva.    Babylon. 

HYMN  159.    C.  M. 

Unconverted  State;  or,  Converting  Grace. 
elf  d'i  RE  AT  King  of  glory  and  of  grace, 
\jl  We  own,  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is.  our  degen'rate  race, 
And  our  first  father's  name.] 
— 2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood, 
The  poison,  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averse  to  all  that's  good, 

And  willing  slaves  to  sin. 
4  We  live  estrang'd  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  distance  well; 
With  haste  we  run  the  dang'rous  road, 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 
e  5  And  can  such  rebels  be  restor'd! 

Such  natures  made  divine! 
o  Let  sinners  see  thy  glory,  Lord, 

And  feel  this  pow'r  of  thine^ 
o  6  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends, 
o  To  bring  rebe  lious  strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 

Plymouth.     Wantage. 


HYMN  160.    L.  M. 
Custom  in  Sin. 

1  X  ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 
|  g  Put  off  the  spots  that  nature  gives; 

Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 

And  change  their  tempers,  and  their  livesv 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  slaves 
Wash  out  the  darkness  of  their  skin; 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves', 
As  old  transgressors  cease  to  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  least  control; 
None,  but  a' pow'r  divinely  strong, 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

4  Great  God,  I  own  thy  pow'r  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine; 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace.       Jirmley. 

HYMN  161.    C.  M. 

Christian  virtues:or,difficu1tyofgoing  foheaven. 

1  O  TRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
j^-  That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 

'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  deny'd, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd; 

Passion  suppress'd,  and  patience  try'd, 
And  vain  desires  subdu'd. 

3  [Flesh  is  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace, 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules; 

Flesh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd; 
Lest  Shey  destroy  our  souls.] 

4  The  love  of  gold  be  banish'd  hence, 
(That  vile  idolatry;.) 

And  ev'ry  member,    ev'ry  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  pow'r, 
Requires  a  strong  restraint; 

We  must  be  watchful  ev'ry  hour, 
And  pray  but  never  faint. 


Book  II. 


HYMN  162,  165,  168,  169,  170. 


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e  6  Lord!  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm, 
Fulfil  a  task  so  hard! 

0  Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 

And  give  th^  free  reward.  Reading- 

HYMN     6;.    C.  M. 

Meditation  of  Heaven;  or,  the  Joy  of  Faith. 

1  "\M  Y  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies, 
IYjL  A»d  look  within  the  vail; 

There  springs  of  endless  pleasure  rise, 
The  waters  never  fail. 
— 2  There  I  behold,  with  6weet  delight, 
The  blessed  Three  in  One; 
And  strong  affections  fix  my  sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 
o  3  His  promise  stands  forever  firm, 

His  grace  shall  ne'er  depart; 
—He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm, 
And  seals  it  on  his  heart. 
4  Light  are  the  pains  that  nature  brings: 

How  short  our  sorrows  are — 
When  with  eternal  future  things, 
The  present  we  compare! 
o  5  I  would  not  be  a  stranger  still, 
To  that  celestial  place, 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell, 
Near  my  Redee  mer's  face.    Swanwick. 

HYMN  165.    C.  M. 

Unfruitfulness,  Ignorance,  and  unsanctifted 

Affections. 
p  1  T   ONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
lJ     Of  thy  salvation  Lord; 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  foHnd — 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word! 
e  2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 
And  hear  almost  in  vain; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  mera'ry  can  retain! 
p  4  [How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love! 
How  negligent  my  fear! 
How  low  my  hopes  of  joys  above! 
How  few  affections  there. 3 
—5  Great  God,  thy  sov'reign  pow'r  impart, 
To  give  thy  word  success; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace, 
o  6  fjShew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay. 
And  love  shall  never  die.  Wantage.  China. 


HYMN   168.    L.  M. 

The  Divine  Perfections. 

1    TEHOVAH  reigns— his  throne  is  high, 
e|    His  robes  are  light  and  majesty; 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 

No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight, 
e  8  His  terrours  keep  the  world  in  awe, 

His  justice  guards  his  holy  law; — 
p  His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face, 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 


— 3  Thro'  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 

And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs; 
o  His  pow'r  is  sov'reign  to  fulfil 

The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 
e  4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend, 

To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend? 
g  Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join! 

Heav'n  is  secure,  if  God  he' mine. 

Old  Hundred.     Psalm  97. 


HYMN  169.     P.  M. 

The  same. 
*  nP'HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

J-      His  throne  is  built  on  high; 

The  garments  he  assumes, 

Are  light  and  majesty; 
His  glories  shine  \  No  mortal  eye 

With  beams  so  bright,  \  Can  bear  the  sight , 

g  2  The  thunders  of  his  hand, 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe; 

His  wrath  and  justice  stand, 

To  guard  his  holy  law; 
e  And  where  his  love     I  o  His  truth  confirms 
Resolves  to  bless,  |  And  seals  the  grace. 

— 3  Through  all  his  ancient  works 
Surprising  wisdom  shines; 
Confounds  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs: 

o  Strong  is  his  arm —    I  g  His  great  decrees. 
And  shall  fulfil  J    His  sov'reign  wlfU 

e  4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend — 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 
J\ly  Father  and  my  Friend.' 
o  I  love  his  name,        I  u  Join  all  my  pow'ns, 
I  love  his  word;        J    And  praise  the  Lord. 
Triumph. 

HYMN  170.    L.  M. 
God  incomprefwnsible  and  sovereign. 

4  £^i  QD  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown, 
\J(  Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne; 
e  If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does? 
— 5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole; 

He  calms  the  tempests  of  the  soul; 
e  When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair. 

Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bur? 
g  6  He  frowns — and  darkness  veils  the  moon- 

The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon; 

The  pillars  of  heav'n  s  starry  roof 

Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form, 

The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm; 

He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 

And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 
— 8  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways; 
e  But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face? 
e  Who  can  endure  the  light!1  or  stand 

To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand? 

Psalm  97.     Old  Hundred 


BND  OF   THE    SECOND  BOOK. 


AND 


SPIKITXTA3L    SON^U§. 


BOOK  III. 

PREPARED  FOR    THE  HOLY  ORDINANCE  OF  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER, 


HYMN  1.    L.  M.     , 

The  Lord's  Supper  instituted.  I  Cor.  xi,  23,  &c. 
v  ^  jpWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
-B-    When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes: — 
2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 
He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd  and  brake; 

e  What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake! 

d  3  This  is  my  body  broke  Jbr  sin — 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food: 

—Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine: 

d  'Tis  the  ne-tu  covenant  in  my  blood. 
6  Do  this,  he  cry'd,  till  time  shall  end, 
Jn  mem'ry  of  your  dying  friend; 
jttett  at  my  tabic,  and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord. 

o  7  .lesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  shew  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name; 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Gloucester. 

HYMN  2.    S.  M. 

Communion  ivith  Christ    and   with    Saints. 
I  Cor.  x,  16,  17. 

3  fipHIS  holy  bread  and  wine 

K     Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heav'nly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one; 

p  Wre  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
o  And  he  the  First-born  Son. 

<—    5  We  are  but  several  parts 

Of  the  same;  broken  bread; 
One  body  hath  its  sev'ral  limbs, 
o  But  Jesus  is  the  head, 

o       6  Let  all  our  pow'rs  be  join'd, 

His  glorious  name  to  raise: 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 

And  ev'ry  voice  be  praise.  Dover. 


HYMN  3.    D.  M. 

The  Jv'eiu  Covenant  Sealed. 
1  'TTpHE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
p        Shall  stand  for  ever  good — " 
e  He  said — and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 

And  seal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 
— 2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word 
I  set  my  worthless  name; 
I  seal  tli'  engagement  to  mv  Lord, 
Anil  make  my  humble  claim. 


3  The    light,    and    strength,  and  pard'ning 
And  glory  shall  be  mine;  \  grace, 

My  life  and  sonl,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 
Which  Jesus  did  bequeath; 

'Twas  purchas'd  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratily'd  in  death, 
o  5  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  nanrfc 
Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will; 
And  to  his  testament  of  love, 

Made  his  own  life  the  seal.  York. 

HYMN  4.    C.  M. 
Christ's  dying  Love:   or,  our  Pardon  bought 

at  a  dear  Price, 
e  1    g  jjj  OW  condescending,  and  how  kind 

£  '.'      Was  God's  eiernal  Son! 
e  Our  mis'rv  reach'd  his  heav'nly  mind, 

Aud  pity  brought  him  down, 
p  3  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 
o       To  raise  us  to  his  throne: 
— There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
e      But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 
— 4  This  was  compassion  like  a  God — 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 

His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 
o  5  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great: 
e  Wrell  he  remembers  Calvary — 

Nor  let  his  saints  forget, 
p  8  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record; 
— And,  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  goilt, 

Mourn  that  we  piere'd  the  Lord. 

Canterbury . 


HYMN  5.    C.  M. 

Christ  the  Bread  of  Life.  John  vi,31,35,  39. 

1    g    ET  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word; 
e        1  ,«    'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed: 
Thou  art  the  living  stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th'  immortal  bread, 
o  4  Bless'd  be  the  Lord,  who  gives  his  flesh, 
To  nourish  dying  men; 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 
— 5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heav'nly  breath, 
Whilst  Jesus  finds  supplies; 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
o.      For  Jesus  never  dies. 


Book  III. 


HYMN  6,  10,  12,  13,  14,  17. 


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e  6  Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 
o       But  Christ  our  lite  shall  come; 
o  His  unresisted  pOW't  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. 


Barby. 


HYMN  6.    L    M. 

The  .Memorial  of  our  absent  Lord.     John  xvi, 
16.     Luke  xxii,  19.     John  xiv,  3. 

1  "JESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

ejj   Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 
e  And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  tho'ts. 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face; 

— And,  to  refresh  our  minds,   he  gave 

These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 
o  3  The  Lord  of  life  this  tabic  spread, 

Willi  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood; 

We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God. 
— 4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esieem; 
o  Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 
— 5   Whilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
o  'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 

That  we  nmy  dwell  in  heav'nly  light, 
g  And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

Bath. 


HYMN  10.     L.  M. 

Christ  Crucified.-thelVisdomandPowcr  oj 'God. 

1  ^v"T  ATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 

•    {^j    To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad; 

And  ev'ry  labour  of  his  hands 
d  Shews  something  worthy  of  a  God: — 
o  2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescu'd  man, 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines; 
p  Here,  on  the  cro-s,  'tis  fairest  d;  awn, 

In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 
o  3  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete; 
— Nor  wit  C'ii  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 

Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 
o  The  pow'r,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.] 
c  4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join; 

Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 

To  make  the  purchas'd  pleasures  mine, 
o  5  Oh!  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  God,  the  Saviour,  lov'd  and  dy'd! 

Her  noblest  life,  my  spirit  draws, 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 
o  61  would  for  ever  speak  his  name, 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown; 

With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
g  And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne.  Green's. 

HYMN  12.    L.    M. 

The  Gospel  Rest.    Luke  xiv,  16,  &c. 

.T  shall  we  pay  tfi'  eternal  Son, 


Who  left  the  heav'n  of  his  abode — 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  down, 
To  bring  us  wand'rers  back  to  God! 

f>  It  cost  aim  death,  to  save  our  lives; 

To  buy  our  souls  it  cost  his  own; 

And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 

Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown. 
o  7  Our  everlasting  love  is  due 

To  him  who  ransom'd  sinners  lost; 
e  And  pitied  rebels,  when  he  knew 

The  vast  expense  his  love  would  cost. Sicilian. 


HYMN  13.    C.    M. 

Divine  Love  making  a  Feast,  and  calling  in 

the  Guests.     Luke  xiv, IT,  32,  23. 
b  1    I  It  OW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 

*  4    Vv  ith  Christ  within  the  doors — 
— While  everlasting  love  displays 

1  he  choicest  of  her  stores! 
o  3  'While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  <o  admire  the  feast, 
— Each  of  us  cry,  with  thankful  tongues, 
e       "Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest?" 

4  "Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"And  enter  while  there's  room — 
"When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 

"And  rather  starve  than  come?' 
o  5  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

That  sweetly  fore'd  us  in; 
e  Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 

And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 
— C  [Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come; 
o  Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

— 7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 
o       That  all  the  chosen  race 

May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.     Zion.Humn  2d. 


HYMN  14.    L.  M. 

The  So?ig  of  Simeon:  Luke  ii,  28:  or,  a  Sight 
of  Chiust  makes  Death  easy 

l~|WTO  W  have  our  hearts  embrae'd  our  God' 

-L^l    We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms; 
And  wish  to  die  as  Simeon  would, 
With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  would  learn  that  joyful  song, 
Were  but  our  hearts  prepm'd  like  his: 
"Our  souls  still  waiting  to  begone, 
And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 

3  Here  we  have  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
And  view'd  salvation  with  our  eyes — 
Tasted  and  felt  the  living  word, 

The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

4  Thou  hast  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face — 

To  teach  the  terrours  of  thy  name, 

And  shew  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
0  ii  He  is  our  light — our  morning  Star 

Shall  shine  on  nations  yet  unknown; 
o  The  glory  of  thine  Israel  here, 

And  joy  of  spirits  near  the  throne."     Shoel. 

HYMN  17.    S.  M. 

Incomparable  Food-  or,  the  Flesh  and  Blood  of 
Christ. 
1   "VSTF'  sing  Eh'  amazing  deeds, 
*  %     That  grace  divine  performs; 
e  Th'  eternal  God  comes  down  and  bleeds, 
To  nourish  dying  worms. 

—  2  This  soul  reviving  wine, 

Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  blood; 
O  We  thank  thatsacred  flesh  of  thine, 
For  this  immortal  food. 

—  3  The  banquet  that  we  cat, 

Is  made  of  heav'nly  things; 
Earth  has  no  dainties  half  so  sweet, 

As  our  Redeemer  brings. 
e      4  In  vain  had  Adam  sought, 

And  search'd  his  garden  round; 
For  there  was  no  such  blessed  fruit, 

In  all  the  happy  ground. 


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—    6  On  us  th'  almighty  Lord 

Bestows  this  matchless  grace; 
And  meets  us  with  some  cheering  word, 

With  pleasure  in  his  face. 
•      8  Salvation  to  the  name 

Of  our  adored  Christ: 
o  Thro  this  wide  earth  his  grace  proclaim, 

His  glory  in  the  high'st.       St.  rhomas's. 


HYMN  21,  22,  23,  24,  25. 


Book  III. 


The 


HYMN  21.    C.  M. 

triumphal    Feast  for  Christ's    Victory 
over  Sin,  Death,  and  Hell. 
4  P|nHE  Lord!  how  glorious  is  his  face! 
J^      How   kind  his  smiles  appear! 
h  And  oil!  what  melting  words  he  says, 

To  ev'ry  humble  ear: — 
d  5  "For  you,  the  children  of  my  love, 

It  was  for  you  I  died; 
e  Behold  my  hands — behold  my  feet — 

And  look  into  my  side! 
p  6  These  are  the  wounds  for  you  1  bore, 
The  tokens  of  my  pains, 
When  1  came  down  to  tree  your  souls 
From  misery  and  chains. 
o  10  Now  you  may  triumph  at  my  feast, 
And  taste  my  flesh,  my  blood; 
And  live  eternal  ages  bless'd — 
For  'tis  immortal  food." 

e  11  Victorious  God!  what  can  we  pay, 

For  favours  so  divine? 
— We  would  devote  our  hearts  away, 

To  be  for  ever  thine, 
o  12  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  highest  praise, 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues; 
— But  themes  so  infinite  as  these. 

Exceed  our  noblest  songs.     St.  Martin's. 

HYMN  22.     L.  M. 

Tlie  Compassion  of  a  dying-  Christ. 

1    rf^UR  spirits  join  t' adore  the  Lamb; — 
c       \Jf  Oh,  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move, 
— In  strains  immortal  as  his  name, 
p  And  melting  as  his  dying  love! 
e  2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found? 
e  The  Prince  of  heav'n  resigns  his  breath, 

And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground — 
— To  ransom  guilty  worms  from  death. 
e  3  Rebels,  we  broke  our  Maker's  laws; 
— He  from  the  threat  ning  sets  us  free; 
»  Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  his  cross, 

And  nail'd  the  curses  to  the  tree. 
— 6  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  strive 

To  speak  compassion  so  divine; 
o  Had  we  a  thousand  lives  to  give, 

A  thousand  lives  should  all  be  thine.   Quercy. 

HYMN  23.    C.  M. 
Grace  and  Glory  by  the  Death  of  Christ. 
1    OITTING  around  our  Father's  board, 
£5  We  raise  our  tuneful  breath; 
p  Our  faith  beholds  her  dying  Lord, 
—    And  dooms  our  sins  to  death. 


e  2  We  see  the  blood  of  Jesus  shed, 
o      Whence  all  our  pardons  rise; 
e  The  sinner  views  th'  atonement  made, 
—     And  loves  the  sacrifice. 

e  3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  shameful  cross, 
o       Procure  us  heav'nly  crowns: 
— Our  highest  gain  springs  from  thy  loss — 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 

4  Oh! 'tis  impossible  that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  suff' rings  bear  for  thee, 

Or  equal  thanks  repay.        Colchester. 


HYMN  24.   C.  M. 

Pardon  and  Strength  from  Christ. 

1  '17' AT  HER,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
JP    To  see  thy  glories  shine: 

The  Lord  will  his  own  table  bless, 
And  make  the  feast  divine. 

2  We  touch,  we  taste  the  heav'nly  bread, 
We  drink  the  sacred  cup; 

With  outward  forms  our  sense  is  fed, 
Our  souls  rejoice  in  hope. 

3  We  shall  appear  before  the  throne 
Of  our  forgiving  God, 

Uress'd  in  the  garments  of  his  Son, 
And  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 

4  We  shall  be  strong  to  run  the  race, 
And  climb  the  upper  sky; 

Christ  will  provide  our  souls  with  grace 

He  bought  a  large  supply. 
Abridge.    Barby. 


HYMN  25.    C.  M. 

Divine  Glories  and  Graces. 
1  XJ  O  W  are  thy  glories  here  display'd, 
*■■*-  Great  God!  how  bright  they  shine? 
While  at  th)  word,  we  break  the  bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine! 

e  2  Here  thy  revenging  justice  stands, 
And  pleads  its  dreadful  cause; 

o  Here  saving  mercy  spreads  her  hands, 
Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 

— 3  Thy  saints  attend,  with  ev'ry  grace, 
On  this.great  sacrifice; 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 
And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 

e  4  Our  hope  in  waiting  posture  sits. 

To  heav'n  directs  her  sight; 
o  Here  ev'ry  warmer  passion  meets, 

And  warmer  pow'rs  unite. 

o  5  Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rising  sin  destroy; 
e  Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart — 
—    Yet  not  forbids  the  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  sight; 
Let  sin  for  ever  die; 
o  Then  shall  oar  souls  be  all  delight, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry.  Swamvick. 


Book  III.     HYMN  27,  29,  SO,  SI,  32,  33,  34,  35,  36.  37,  38.  103 

I  CANNOT  persuade  my  self  to  put  a  full  Period  to  these  Divine  Hymns,  until  I  have  addressed 
a  special  Song  of  Glory  to  God  the  Father,  the  Son,  and  the  Holy  Spirit.  Though  the  Latin 
name  of  it,  Gloria  Patri,  be  retained  in  the  English  Nation  from  the  Roman  Church;  and  though 
there  may  be  some  Excesses  of  superstitious  Honour  paid  to  the  words  of  it,  which  may  have 
•wrought  some  unhappy  prejudices  in  weaker  Christians;  yet  1  believe  it  still  to  be  one  of  the 
noblest  parts  of  Christian  Worship.  The  subject  of  it  is  the  doctrine  of  the  Trinity,  which  is 
that  peculiar  Glory  of  the  Divine  Nature,  that  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ  has  so  clearly  revealed  unto 
Men  and  is  so  necessary  to  true  Christianity.  The  Action  is  Praise,  which  is  one  of  the  most 
oomplete  and  exalted  Parts  of  heavenly  worship.  I  have  cast  the  Song  into  a  Variety  of  Forms, 
and  have  fitted  it,  by  a  plain  Version,  or  a  larger  Paraphrase,  to  be  sung  either  alone,  or  at  the 
conclusion  of  another  Hymn. — I  have  also  added  a  few  Hcsannas,  or  Ascriptions  of  Salvation  to 
Christ,  in  the  same  Manner,  and  for  the  same  End. 


A  SONG  OF  PRAISE. 

To  the  ever  Blessed  Trinity,  God  the  Father, 

Son,  and  Spirit. 

HYMN    26.    1st  L.  M. 

1   T|LESS'D  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 
§J    To  whose  celestial  source  we  owe 

Rivers  of  endless  joy  above, 

And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 
•  2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
e  From  whose  dear  wounded  body  rolls 

A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood — 

Pardon  and  life  for  dying  souls! 
— 3  We  give  thee,  sacred  Spirit,  praise, 

Who  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  woe, 
o  Mak'st  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
o  And  into  boundless  glory  flow. 
g  4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore; 

That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 

Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore.         Weldon. 


HYMN  27.     1st  C.  M. 

1  g^i  LORY  to  God  the  Father's  name — 
\J(  Who,  from  our  sinful  race, 

Chose  out  his  fav'rites  to  proclaim 
The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid — . 
t      Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay; 

p  And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead. 

Gave  his  own  life  away. 
— 3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give — 

From  whose  almighty  pow'r, 
Our  souls  their  heav'nly  birth  derive, 

And  bless  the  happy  hour, 
g  4  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 

Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 

Has  made  his  nature  known.  Bethlehem. 

HYMN  29.    2d  L.  M. 

1  |^i  LORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 

\J[  Whose  name  has  mysteries  unknown: 
In  essence  One,  in  persons  Three; 
A  social  nature,  yet  alone. 

2  When  all  our  noblest  pow'rs  are  join'd, 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  raise; 
Thy  glories  over-match  our  mind, 

And  angels  faint  beneath  the  praise. 

HYMN  30.     2d  C.  M 

1  npHE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 

|    Who  calls  our  souls  from  death; 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
A  new  creating  breath. 

2  To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  all  divine — 

The  One  in  Three,  and  three  in  Ope—' 
Let  saints  and  angels  join-. 


HYMN  31.    2d    S.  M. 

1  T   ET  God  the  Maker's  name, 

i  {  Have  honour,  love,  and  fear; 
To  God  the  Saviour,  pay  the  same, 
And  God  the  Comforter. 

2  Father  of  lights  above, 
Thy  mercy  we  adore; 

The  Sob  of  thy  eternal  love, 
And  Spirit  of  thy  pow'r. 


HYMN  32.    3d  L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n*, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'h. 


HYMN  33.     on  thus. 

ALL  glory  to  the  wondrous  name, 
Father  of  mercy,  God  of  love: 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praise  the  heav'nly  Dove. 


HYMN  34.     3d  C.  M. 

NOW  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  be  ador'd; 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  knows 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


HYMN  35.    ou  thus. 

HONOUR  to  the  Almighty  Three, 
And  everlasting  One; 
All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit,  and  the  Son. 

HYMN  36.    3d  S.  M. 

17E  angels  round  the  throne, 
[    And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

HYMN  37.    oh  thus. 

("1 1 VE  to  the  Father  praise, 
j  Give  glory  to  the  Sons 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honour  done. 


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HYMN  38.     H.  M. 

Song-  of  Praise  to  the  Blessed  Trinity. 
GIVE  immortal  praise 
To  God  the  Father's  love, 
or  all  my  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above, 
o  He  sent  his  own      I  e  To  die  for  sins, 

Eternal  Son,  That  man  hail  done. 

—    2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too; 
e      Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlasting  woe: 
o  And  now  he  lives,  And  sees  the  fruit 

o  And  now  he  reigns,  (      Of  ah  his  pains. 


HYMN  40,  42,  43,  44,  45. 


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i —    3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 
Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new  creating  pow'r 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live. 
o  His  work  completes  j      And  fills  the  soul 
The  great  design,  With  joy  divine, 

g    4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 
Be  endless  honour  done; 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  mysterious  One: 
■e  Where  reason  fails,  I  o  There  faith  prevails, 
With  all  herpow'rs-  |      And  love  adores. 

AUerton. 

HY  ViN  40.    H   M. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise; 
And  while  our  lips  Our  faith  adore* 

Their  tribute   brin;;,  |      The  name  we  sins|. 


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THE  HUSANNA, 

or,  Salvation,  ascribed  to  Chkist. 
HYMN  42.    L.  M. 

1  YIOSANNA  to  king  David's  Son, 

JS-  ■■-     Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne : 
We  bless  the  Prince  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Who  brings  salvation  down  to  earth. 

2  Let  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage, 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Zion  sing, 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King. 


HYMN  43.    C.  M. 

1  VI  OS  ANN  \  to  the  Prince  of  Grace:- 
%"'\    Zian,  behold  thy  King; 

Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race, 
And  teach  the  babes  to  sing. 

2  Hosanna  to  th'  incarnate  Word, 
Who  from  the  Father  came; 

Ascribe  salvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  blessings  on  his  name, 

HYMN  44.     S.  M. 

1   TlOSANNAtotheSon 
-I J.  OfDavid,andofGod, 
Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down, 
And  bought  it  with  his  blood. 
2  To  Christ,  th'  anointed  King, 
Be  endless  blessings  giv'n; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  sing, 

Who  made  our  peace  with  Heav'n. 

HYMN  45.     H.  M. 
1    | J  OSANNA  to  the  King, 

O    Of  David's  ancient  blood; 

Behold  he  comes  to  bring 

Forgiving  grace  from  God: 
Let  old  and  young  I      And  at  his  feet 
Attend  his  way,  Their  honours  lay. 

2  Glory  to  God  on  high; 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb; 

Let  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 

His  wondrous  love  proclaim: 
Upon  his  head  And  ev'ry  age 

Shall  honoursrest,  J     Pronounce  him  btess'd 


«tf?D  OF  THE    SECOND    PART. 


CHRISTIAN    PSALMODY, 

FART  ML 

HTMJYS  SELECTED  FROM    VARIOUS   AUTHORS, 


HYMN  I.    L.  M.    Stieie. 
Reing  of  God.     Ps.  civ. 
2  1  fJpHERE  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 

I     Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and 
o  See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  brenksj] skies; 

When  the  first  beams  of  morning  riss." 
— 2  The  rising  van  serene'y  bright, 
O'er  the  %vide  world's  extended  frane, 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 
9  3  The  flow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise, 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art; 
e  The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  flies, 

Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 
—4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
e  Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God;— 
a  Bow  down  before  him  and  adore. 
Oid  Hundred. 

HYMN  2.    C.  M.  Steels. 
Goodness  of  God.     Nalum  i,  7. 

1  "VTE  humbly  souls,  approach  you*-  God, 

j[    With  songs  of  sacred  praise; 
For  he  is  good,  imm^naily  good, 
And  kind  are  all  iua  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 
In  him  we  live  and  move; 

9  But  nobler  benefits  declare 

1'he  wonders  of  his  love, 
e  3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  G.,ly  Sob, 

To  ransom  rebel  warms; 
— 'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known, 

In  its  divinest  forr_s. 
c  4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Loit',  we  come; 

'Tis  here  our  hop£  relies; 
o  A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 

When  storms  of  trcujl;  rise. 

—5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 
The  souls  vho  trust  in  thee; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  vii.  reward, 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 
o  6  Great  God,  to  thy  nlmi^hty  Love, 
What  honours  shall  we  raise? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above, 
Can  render  equal  praise.        Tunbridge. 

HYMN  3.    C.  M.    Watts. 

God  the  Creator. 
1  "17^  TERN AL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 

jTA     Thee  the  creation  sings; 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heav'n's  high  palace  rings. 
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g  2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  It  spread  the  akyT 

How  glorious  to  behold! 
— Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heav'nly  die, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 
3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Thro'  skies  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terrour  and  delight. 
%  4  Infinite  -.strength,  and  equal  skill, 
Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad* 
Our  soul*  with  rait  amazement  fill. 
And  fpeak  the  builder — God. 
— 5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
e      Our  *ofer  passions  move; 
Pity  divir"  *  in  J«suc'  face, 

We  see,  adore,  and  love.  Mitcham.  Aritfh 

HYMN  4.    CM.     Watts. 

Sovereignty  and  Domnion  of  God. 
a  1  TrEEP  silenc,;— all  created  things, 
jjj*    And  wait  your  Maker's  nod: 
My  seul  stands  trembling  while  she  sing? 
The  honour-,  of  hex-  God. 
e  2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown^, 
Hang  o..  his  firra  decree; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 

Nor  borrows  leave — to  be. 
3  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men; 
With  ev'ry  angel's  form  and  size. 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 
— 1  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
A.d  makes  his  counsels  shine; 
Etch  opening  le  f  and  ev'ry  stroke, 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  fH^rehe  exalts  neglected  worms, 
To  sceptres  and  a  crown; 

Aod  there,  the  following  page  he  turo*» 
j^nd  treada  the  monarch  down. 

6  I .  ot  Gabriel  ask3  the  reason  why, 
Ncr  God  tfc"  reason  gives; 

IToi-  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry, 

Between  the  folded  leaves.] 
e  7  M/  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes: 
What  ;<loomy  lines  r.re  writ  for  me, 

Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 
—8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

O  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  S9ine  humble  place, 

Beneath  my  Lprd— the  Lamb.  Ifed/or*. 


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HYMN  5,  6,  7,  8,  9. 


Select. 


HYMN  5.    L.  P.  M.    Doddridge. 
God's  Name  proclaimed.  Ex.  xxxiv,  6 — 8. 
1      A  TTEND,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 
J\  And  mark  what  beaming  glories  shine, 

Around  tii)  condescending  Cud! 
To  us — to  us,  he  still  proclaims, 
e  His  awful,  his  endearing  names; 
o       Attend  and  sound  them  all  abroad. 

d  2  "Jehovah  I,  the  sovereign  Lord, 
"The  mighty  God,  by  heav'n  ador'd, 
"Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  bend: 
c  "My  heart  the  lenderest  pity  knows, 
— "Goodness,  full-streaming,  wide  o'erflows, 
"And  grate  and  truth  shall  never  end. 

3  "My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 

"My  pard'ning  love  is  ever  sure, 
"When  penitential  sorrow  mourns; 

"To  millions  thro'  unnumber'd  years 
'  "New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears; 
c       "Vet  wrath  against  the  sinner  burns." 

o  4  Make  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
e  All  prostrate  at  thy  Sovereign's  feet, 
—     And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in; 
o  Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voicey 
Diffuse  these  heart-expanding  joys, 
'1  ill  heav'n  repeat  the  i  apt'rous  scene. 
St.  Nellen's. 

HYMN  6.    CM.    Newtojs. 

Adam:  or,  the  Fall  of  'Mail.    Gen.  iii. 
1   a  kN  man,  in  his  own  image  made, 

^  f    How   much  did  God  bestow! 
The  whole  creation  homage  paid, 

And  own'd  him  lord  below. 
U  2  He  dwelt  in  Eden's  garden,  stor'd 

With  sweets  for  ev'ry  sense; 
And  there,  with  his  descending  Lord, 

He.  walk'd  in  confidence. 
e  S  But  oh!  by  sin  how  quickly  chang'd! 

Mis  honour  forfeited; 
His  !  eart  f  om  God  and  truth,  estrang'tl, 

His  conscience  fill'd  m  i  h  dread. 
— 4  Now  from  his  Maker's  voice  he  flies, 

VV  Inch  was  before  his  joy: 
And  thinks  lb  hide  amidst  the  trees, 

From  an  all-seeing  eye. 
5  Compell'd  to  answer  to  his  name; 

Wiih  stubbornness  and  pride, 
H(-  cast  on  God  himself  the  blame, 

Nor  once  for  mercy  cried. 
o  6  But  grace,  Uhask'd,  his  heart  subdu'd, 

Anddlihis  guilt  forgave:    ,. 
By  faith  the  pfoinis'd  Seed  he  view'd, 

And  felt  the  power  to  save.     Colchester. 


HYMN  7.     H    Mh.   CowrEB. 
Types  of  the  JHes&iuh.     Leb.  iv,  2. 

1  t,  SltAEL'in  ancient  days, 
|      Not  only  had  a  view 

Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  learu'd  the  gospel  too: 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass, 
In  which  they  saw  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice, 

And  blood-besprinkled  door, — 
Seen  with"  enlighten'd  eyes, 

And  once  apply'd  with  pow'r, — 
Would  leach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  tjeconclle  an  angry  God, 


S  The  Lamb,  the  dove,  set  forth 

His  perfect  innocence, 
Whose  bloou  of  matchless  worth. 
Should  be  the  soul's  defence: 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone, 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 
4  The  scape-goat  on  his  head, 
The  people's  trespass  bore; 
And  to  the  desert  led, 
Was  to  be  seen  no  more: 
In  him  our  Surety  seem'd  to  say, 
d  "Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away." 
—    5  Dipp'd  in  his  fellow's  blood, 
The  living  bird  went  free: 
The  type,  well  understood, 
Express'd  the  sinner's  plea — 
e  Describ'd  a  guilty  soul  enlarg'd, 

And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharg'd.. 
o      6  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace, 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  of  thy  grace, 
The  same  in  ev  ry  age! 
— O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
To  clearer  light  vouchsaf'd  to  rae!  Allerttm. 


HYMN  8.    7s.      Rippon's  Col. 

Birth  of  the  Saviour. 

1  \-\  ARK!  the  herald  angels  sing, 
•*--■-  "Glory  to  the  new-born  King^ 

"Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
"God  and  sinners  reconcil'd!" 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies; 

V\  ith  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 

Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

4  Veil'd  in  flesh — the  Godhead  see> 

Hail  th' incarnate  Deity; 

Pleas'd  as  man  -with  men  t'  appear, 

Jesus  our  Emmanuel  here. 
o  5  Hail  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peacet 

Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness! 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
e  6  Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by; 

Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die; 
o  Born,  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth; 

Born,  to  give  them  second  birth. 

Redeeming  Zove. 

HYMN  9.    C.  M.     Patrick  or  Tate. 

Joy  of  Angels  at  the  Saviour's  Birth. 
1    \\/HILE  shepherds  watcli'd  their  flocks 
"       All  seated  on  the  ground, [by  night, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 
e  i  "Fear  riot,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind, 
o  "Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 

"To  you  and  all  mankind, 
b  5  "To  you  in  David's  town  this  day 
"Is  born  of  David's  line, 
"The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
"And  this  shall  be  the  sign: — 

4  "The  heav'nly  Babe  you  there  shall  find, 
"To  human  view  display'd, 
e  "AH  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swaddling  bands, 

"And  in  a  manger  laid." 
. — 5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 
Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addrcss'd  their  joyful  song:— 


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HYMN  10,  11,  12,  13,  14. 


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o  6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"Ami  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
g  "Good  will  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men, 

"'?egin  and  never  cease."       Bethlehem 

HYMN   10.    C.  iM.     Watts.  Hob.  Lvk. 
Angel's  Song.  Luke  ii,  8 — 14. 
o  1  '.QHEPHEKDS,  rej.ice,  lift  up  jour 
J5     "And  send  your  fears  away; [eyes, 
"News  from  the  region  of  the  skies — 
u  "Salvation's  born  to-day! 

e  2  "Jesus,  the  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

"Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you* 
— "To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
e      "But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

"Nor  royal  shining  things; 
"A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
a      "And  holds  the  King  of  kings4. 
o  4  v'Go,  shepherds,  -where  the  Infant  lies, 

"And  see  his  humble  throne; 
p  "With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

"Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 
— 5  Thus  Gabriel  sang — and  straight  around, 
The  heav'nly  armies  throng; 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song: — 
s  6  "Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
"Let  peace  surround  the  earth; 
"Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
"  M  their  Redeemer's  birth  "  Devizes. 

HYMN   11     8,  6  St  5.  Maden's  Col. 
Christmas  Morn. 
o  1    |    IFT    up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope, 

Salute  the   happy  morn 
—        Each  heav'nl)  pow'r — 
o  Proclaim  the  glad  hour — 

s  Lo,  Jesus  the  Saviour  is  born! 
o  2  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

To  him  all  praise  is  due; 
o  The  promise  is  seal'd — 

The  Saviour's  reveal'd — 
And  proves  that  the  record  is  true. 
3  Let  joy  around  like  rivers  flow; 
Flow  on,  and  still  increase; 
Spread  o'er  the  glad  earth, 
At  Emmanuel's  birth — 
For  heaven  and  earth  are  at  peace. 
e  4  Now  the  good  will  of  God  is  shewn 

Towards  Adam's  helpless  race; 
o  Messiah  is  come  — 

To  ransom  his  own — 
To  save  them  by  infinite  grace, 
o  5  Then  let  us  join  the  heav'ns  above, 

Where  hymning  seraphs  sing; 
s  Join  all  the  glad  pow'rs — 

For  their  Lord  is  ours — 
Our  Prophet,  our  Priest,  and  our  King. 

Christmas. 


Pi 


HYMN  12.    C.  P.  M. 

Infancy  of  the  Saviour:. 
SIGHT  of  anguish!  view  it  near, 


\  f,  What  weeping  innocence  is  here- 

A  manger  for  his  bed! 
— The  brutes  yield  refuge  to  his  woe — 
e  Men,  worse  than  brutes,  no  pity  show, 

Nor  give  him  friendly  aid! 
o  2  Whv  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll? 

Why  do  no  tempests  rock  the  pole? 
e      O  miracle  of  grace! 
o  Or  why  no  angels  on  the  wing, 
■    Warm  for  the  honour  of  their  king, 
e      To  punish  all  the  race! 


e  3  Tho'  now  an  Infant  bath'd  in  tears, 
o  He  call'd  to  form  the  rolling;  spheres; 
e       And  seraphs  own'd  lus  nod! 
e  Helpless  he  calis,  but  men  delay: — 
e  Ungrateful  sinners  disobey 

The  first-born  Son  of  <<od! 
— 4  Sav,  radiant  seraphs,  thron  d  in  light, 
0  Did  love  e'er  tow'r  so  high  a  flight — 
e       Or  glory  sink  so  low? 
— This  wonder  angels  scarce  declare; 
Angels  the  rapture  scarce  can  hear,    . 

Or  equal  praise  bestow, 
e   5  Redemption!  'tis  a  boundless  theme; 
o  Thou  houndless  Vlind,  our  hearts  in  flame, — 

With  ardour  from  above: 
d  Words  are  but  faint,  let  joy  express — 
Vain  is  mere  joy — let  actions  bless — 

This  prodigy  of  love.  Pilgrim. 

HYMN  13.     C.  M.     DoDmur.r.F. 
Christ's  ^Ministry.     Luke  iv,  18,  19. 
d  1    BE  ARK! — the  glad    sound!    the   Saviour 
I    The  Saviour,  promis'd  long!  [comes! 
-  —Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne — 
And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 
2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire, 
o  3  He  comes— the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held; 
o  The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst — 

The  iron  fetters  yield! 
o  4  He  comes— from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray; 
o  And  on  the  eye:balls  of  the  blind, 

To  pour  celestial  day. 
e  5  He  comes — the  broken  heart  to  bind— 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure; 
o  And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 

T'  enrich  the  humble  poor, 
s  6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim; 
And  heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring 

With  thy  beloved  name.  Arundel. 

HYMN   14.     L:  M.  St^le. 
Christ's  Example. 

1  A  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love? 
J\_     Such  let  our  conversation  be; 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife; 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind! 
How  mild — how  ready  to  forgive! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 

Bv  his  exnmiil"  let  us  move.         Tnlinerton. 

HYMN      l.i.       \7~~Sl.       D.':>l>:(ll.CiK 

Christ's  Transfiguration.     Matt,  xvii,  4. 
1  » 5THEN  at  this  distance,  Lord,  we  traqe 

w  V     The  various  glories  of  thy  face, 
What  transport  pours  o'er  all  our  breast, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  rest' 


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HYMN  16,  17,  18,  19. 


Select. 


2  With  thee,  in  the  obscurest  cell, 

On  some  bleak  mountain  would  I  dwell, 

Rather  titan  pompous  courts  behold, 

And  share  their  grandeur  and  their  gold, 
d  3  Away,  ye  charms  of  mortal  joy! 

Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ! 
O  I  see  the  King  of  glory  shine; — 
e  I  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 
—4  On  Tabor  thus  his  servants  view'd 

His  lustre,  when  transform'd  he  stood; 

And,  bidding  earthly  scenes  farewell, 
d  Cried,  "Lord,  'tis  pleasant  here  to  dwell." 
—5  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise; 
O  That  grand  assembly  would  we  join^ 

Where  all  thy  saints  around  thee  shine. 
d  6  That  mount — how  bright!  those  forms— how 
o  'Tis  good  to  dwell  for  ever  there;  [fair! 

—Come,  death,  dear  envoy  of  our  God, 

And  bear  me  to  that  blest  abode.     Weldon. 


HYMN  16.    L.  M.   Doddridoe. 
Christ    weeping  over  Jerusalem.     Luke  xix, 

41,  42. 
p  1"¥TPTHAT  venerable  sight  appears!— 
"f    The  Son  of  God — dissolv'd  in  tears! — 

Trace,  O  my  soul,  with  sad  surprise, 

The  sorrows  of  a  Saviour's  eyes. 
e  2  For  whom,  bless' d  Jesus,  we  would  know, 

Doth  such  a  sacred  torrent  flow? — 

What  brother,  or  what  friend  of  thine, 

Is  grae'd  and  mourn'd  with  drops  divine? 
—3  Nor  brother,  there,  nor  friend  I  see^- 
d  But  sons  of  pride  and  cruelty; 

Who  like  rapacious  tygers  stood, 

Impatient,  panting  for  thy  blood. 
p  4  Dear  Lord,  and  did  thy  gushing  eyes 

Thus  stream  o'er  dying  enemies? 

And  can  thy  tenderness  forget 

The  sinner,  humbled  at  thy  fee»? 
e  5  With  deep  remorse  our  bowels  move; 

That  we  have  wrong'd  such  matchless  love; 
9  Thy  gentle  pity,  Lord,  display, 

And  smile  these  trembling  fears  away. 
— 6  Give  us  to  shine  before  thy  face, 

Eternal  trophies  of  thy  grace; 
o  Where  songs  of  praise  thy  saints  employ, 

And  mingle  with  a  Saviour's  joy.      Dresden. 

HYMN  17.    7s.     Haht. 

Gethsemane:  or,  Agony  in  the  Garden.   Matt. 
xxvi,  36 — 45. 

1  "\jl A  NY  woes  had  Christ  endur'd, 
[y%   Many  sore  temptations  met, 

Patient  and  to  pains  inur'd; 
e  But  the  sorest  trial  yet 

Was  to  be  sustain'd  in  thee, —  • 
a  Gloomy — sad — Gethsemane! 

e  2  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night! 

d  Vengeance,  with  its  iron  rod, 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 
Bruia'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God: 

p  See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see — 
Prostrate  in  Gethsemane. 

e  3  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guiltj  / 

— This,  through  grace,  c;m  be  believ'd! 

e'  But  the  torments  which  he  felt, 
Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd: 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee — 

a  Doleful — dark — Gtthsemanf . 


e  4  All  my  sins  against  my  God— 
All  my  sins  against  his  laws — 
All  my  sins  against  his  blood — 
All  my  sins  against  his  cause:— 
Sins  as  boundless  as  the  sea! 
Hide  me,  O  Gethsemane! 

— 5  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone; 
None  a  Saviour  more  can  need; 
Deeds  of  righteousness  I've  none; 
Not  a  work  that  1  can  plead; 
Not  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 
Only  in  Gethsemane. 

o  6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  almighty  God  of  love, 
Prais'd  by  all  the  heav'nly  host, 
In  thy  shining  courts  above — 
We  poor  sinners,  gracious  Three; 
Praise  thee  for  Gethsemane.      St.  John't. 


HYMN  18.    C.  M. 

The  Saviour's  Death. 
e  1  W"*ROM  whence  these  direful  omens  round, 
1^      Which  heav'n  and  earth  amaze! 
Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  ground*. 
Why  hides  the  sun  h'13  rays? 

— 2  Well  may  the  earth  astonish'd  shake. 
And  nature  sympathize: 
The  sun  as  darkest  night  be  black — 
a      Their  Maker,  Jesus, — dies. 

p  3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree—. 

His  all  atoning  blood! 
d  Is  this  the  Infinite? — 'tis  he — 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

p  4  For  me- — these  pangs  his  soul  assail. 
For  me — this  death  is  borne; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail, 
And  pointed  ev'ry  thorn. 

— 5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave; 
d      Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain; 
e  O  save  me,  whom  thou  cam'st  to  save, 
Nor  bleed— nor  die  in  vain.  China. 

HYMN  19.    L.  M.    Dr.  Steitnbt. 
It  is  finished.    John  xix,  30. 

1  'HPlS  finish'd: — so  the  Saviour  cried; 

JL  And  rfleekly  bow'd  his  head,  and  died? 
'Tis  finish'd: — yes,  the  race  is  run, — 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won. 

2  'Tis  finish'd:— all  that  Heav'n  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  design'd, 
In  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finish'd: — Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore; 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 
The  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

4  'Tis  finish'd: — this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  ev'ry  kind  atones 

o  Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death, 
— By  this  my  last  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finish'd: — Heav'n  isreconcil'd, 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  spoil' d; 

o  Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

— 6  'Tis  finish'd: — let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  thro'  all  the  nations  round: 

s  'Tis  finish'd: — let  the  echo  fly 
Thro'  heav'n  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sk}- 
Carthage.    Munic/f. 


Select.  HYMN  20,  21,  22,  23,  24. 

HYMN  00.    L.  M. 

Christ  Dying,  Rising,  and  Reigning. 
Pi    ■  L'  E  (lies! — the  friend  of  sinners  dies! 


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$  Lo!  Salem's  daughters  weep  around! 
a  A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies! 
d  A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground! 
e  2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load; 
p  He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you — 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree — 
a  The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men! 
o  But,  lo!  what  sudden  joys  we  see! 
d  Jesus  the  dead — revives  again! 
o  4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb! 

Up  to  his  Father's  cour£  he  flies! 
g  Cherubick  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout. him — welcome  to  the  skies! 
u  5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns; 
o  Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
d  And  led  the  tyrant  death — in  chains, 
s  6  Say,  "Live  for  ever  glorious  King, 

"Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save!" 
d  Then  ask — "0  death,  where  is  thy  sting? 

And  where  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave?" 
Dresden. 

HYMN  21.    7s.    Cud  worth. 

Christ's  Resurrection.     Matt,  xxviii,  6. 
d  1    IJARK!  the  herald  angels  say, 

-^--"-  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to-day! 
o  Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 

Let  the  glorious  tidings  fly. 
e  2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done! 

Th'  battle's  fought,  the  vict'ry  won*. 

Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 

Lo!  he  sits  in  blood  no  more. 
—3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal- 
Christ  ha«  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 

Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise; 

Christ  has  open'd  Paradise. 
o  4  Lives  again  our  glorious  king: 
d  "Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting?" 
e  Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save, 
d  "Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave?" 
— 5  What  though  once  we  perish'd  all, 

Partners  of  our  parents  fall; — 
o  Second  life  we  shall  receive, 

And  in  Christ  for  ever  live.  Redeeming  Love. 

HYMN  22.    7s. 

Christ's  Jlscension. 
s  1  TJ  AIL,  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 

-1--1-  Rarish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes; 
e  Christ  awhile  to  mortals  giv'n, 
o  Reascends  his  native  heaven: 
— There  the  pompous  triumph  waits; 
e  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates! 

"Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 

"Take  the  King  of  glory  in!" 
—-2  Him  tho'  highest  heav'n  receives, 

Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leates; 

Tho'  returning  to  his  throne, 

Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 

Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads; 

Next  himself  prepares  a  place, 

Harbinger  of  human  race. 
Z  3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say,) 

Taken  from  the  world  away; 


See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 

Ever  gazing  up  to  thee. 

Grant,  i  hough  parted  from  our  sight, 
—High  above  yon  azure  height, — 

Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise — 

Foll'wingthee  beyond  the  skies, 
o  4  Ever  upward  let  us  move. 

Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love; 

Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come  — 

Looking  for  a  happier  home. 
o  There  we  shall  with  thee  remain, 

Partners  of  thy  endless  reign; 

There  thy  face  unclouded  see — 

Find  a  heav'n  of  heav'n's  in  thee.  Epiphany. 

HYMN  23.     L.  M.    Steele. 

Christ's  Death,  Resurrection  and  Ascension* 
Acts  ii,  32 — 36. 

1  /^OVfE   tune,  ye   saints,   your    noblest 
■       Your  dy  ing,rising  Lord  to  sing;  [strains, 

And  echo  to  the  heavenly  plains, 
The  triumphs  of  your  Saviour  King. 

2  In  songs  of  gratefu)  rapture  tell, 
How  he  subdu'd  your  potent  foes; 
Subdu'd  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  hell, 
And,  dying,  fmisliM  all  your  woes. 

3  Then  to  his  glorious  throne  on  high* 
Return'd;  while  hymning  angels  round, 
Thro*  the  bright  arches  of  the  sky, 
The  God,  the  conquering  God,  resounds 

4  Almighty  love,  victorious  pow'r! 
Not  angel  tongues  can  e'er  display 
The  wonders  of  that  dreadful  hour — » 
The  joys  of  that  illustrious  day. 

5  Then  well  may  mortals  try  in  vain,, 
In  vain  their  feeble  voices  raise; 

Yet  Jesus  hears  the  humble  strain, 
And  kindly  owns  our  wish  to  praise. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Fill  ev'ry  heart,  and  every  tongue; 

Till  the  full  glories  of  thy  face, 

Inspire  a  sweeter,  nobler  song.         Oporto. 


HYMN  24.    7s.    Gibbons. 
Christ's  Resurrection  and  Ascension.    Matt 

xxviii,  2. 
d  1     A  NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away! 

J\  Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey! 
s  See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb — 

Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 
u  2  Shout,  ye  seraphs;  Gabriel,  raise 

Fame's  eternal  trump  ol  praise; 
— Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 

Echo  to  the  blissful  sound, 
o  3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes; 

See  the  conqueror  mount  the  skies; 

Troops  of  angels  on  the  road, 

Hail,  and  sing  '.h'  incarnate  God. 
g  4  Heav'n  unfolds  her  portals  wide- 
Glorious  Hero,  thro'  them  ride; 

King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 
s  5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs, 

Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres; 

Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 

From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 
— 6  Let  Emmanuel  be  ador'd — 
d  Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord; 
o  To  creation's  utmost  bound, 

Let  th'  immortal  praise  resound. 


10  HYMN  25,  26,  27,  28,  29. 

HYMN  25.    8, 7,  &  4.    Robinson. 
Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
j  IG  HTY  God,  while  angels  bless  thee, 
May  an  infant  lis[>  thy  name? 
-Lord  of  man,  as  well  as  angels, 
Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
Hallelujah. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah.     Amen. 
-2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 

Be  thy  just,  exalted  praise.  Hal. 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature — 
Grand  beyond  a  seraphs  thought — 

For  created  works  of  power,  [Hal. 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought: 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs 
Thro'  thine  empire's  wide  domain; 

Wings  an  angel — guides  a  sparrow — 
Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign.  Hal. 

5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 
Dark  thro'  brightness  all  along! 

Thought  is  poor  and  poor  expression, 

Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song?        Hal. 
-6  Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 
Shall  thy  praise,  unutter'd  lie? 
Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence! 
Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die.         Hal. 

7  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming? 
Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays? 

-Shame  wotdd  cover  me  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise.  Hal. 

8  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 
To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo — 

All  to  ransom  guilty  captives! 

Flow  my  praise,  for  ever  flow.  Hal. 

9  Go,  return,  immortal  Saviour, 
Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne; 

Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever, 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own 

Hallelujah,  &c.  Tamivorth. 


HYMN  26.    C.  M.    Duman. 

Coronation  of  Christ.    Cant,  iii,  II. 

1  A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  namei 
f\     Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
Who  fix'd  tins  floating  ball; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
—4  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David,  Lord,  did  call; 
The  God  incarnate'   Man  Divine! 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
-5  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransom'd  from  the  fa'l, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

6  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget, 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall; 

—Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

7  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all.  J\larlborov?h. 


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HYMN  27.    6&4.    KisrosBrny. 

Jesus  is  King.     Rev.  xiv,  3. 
1  X   ET  us  awake  our  joys, 

\  j  Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice— «- 
Each  creature  sing; 
Angels — begm  the  song, 
Mortals — the  strains  prolong, 
In  accents,  sweet  and  strong, — 
o       "Jesus  is  King." 
— 2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name, 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame — 

What  wonders  done; 
Shout  through  hell's  dark  profound; 
Let  the  whole  earth  resound, 
Till  the  high  heaven's  rebound— 
"The  vict'ry's  won." 
— 3  He  vanqtiish'd  sin  and  hell, 

And  the  last  foe  will  quell; 
c      Mourners  rejoice! 

His  dying  love  adore: 
o  Praise  him  now  rais'd  in  power, 
And  triumph  ever  more, 
With  a  glad  voice. 
o  4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 

When  thro'  the  heav'r.ly  way, 
g       Lo,  he  shall  come! 
e  While  they  who  piere'd  him  wail, 

Mis  promise  shall  not  fail; 
o  Saints,  see  your  King  prevail: 
d       Come,  dear  Lord,  come!  Trinity. 


HYMN  28.     H.  M.    Hi  prow. 
T/w  Kingdom  of  Christ     Phil,  iv,  4. 
s  1    IfcEJOICE— the  Lord  is  king' 
| f§  Your  God  and  King  adore; 
Mortals  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  ever  more: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice.    ■ 
2  Rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns! 

The  God  of  truth  and  love; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seat  above: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  Ijft  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 

—  3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  air,  earth  and  heaveny 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus giv'n: 

o  Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 

—  5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy; 
Ami  every  bosom  swell. 
With  pure  seraphic  joy; 
o  Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
o      6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come — 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home: 
g  We  soon  shall  hear  the  archangel's  voice; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound — rejoice! 

Triumph. 

HYMN  -J9.    C.   M.   Watts  Hon.    Lyb. 

Glories  of  Coil  in  Jtcclemftion.     Isa.  xliv,  23. 
g  1  "BLATHER— how  wide  thy  glory  shines! 

JB      How  high  thy  wonders  rise! 
o  Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 

By  thousands  thro'  the  skies, 
d  2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design, 

To  save  rebellious  worms; 
p  Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 

In  their  divinest  forms;  — 


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HYMN  SO,  3 


g  3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known; 

e       Nor  dares  a  creature  guess — 

e  Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone— 

d      The  justice  or  the  grace. 

b  4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Adorn  the  hcav'nly  plains: 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Emmanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choicest  strains, 
o  5  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song! 
s  Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 

Sivaniuick. 

HYMN  30.    t,  &  4.     Hill's  Col. 
Worthy  the  Lamb.    Rev.  v,  12. 
o  1   A '  ■.  LOKY  to  God  on  high: 

\J£   Let  heaven  and  earth  reply— 
o  Praise  ye  his  name! 

—  His  love  and  grace  adore, 
e       Who  all  our  sorrows  bore; 

—  And  sing  for  evermore — 
o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

• —    2  All  they  around  the  throne 
o      Cheerfully  join  in  oue, 
Praising  his  name: 

We,  who  have  felt  his  blood, 

Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 

Sound  his  dear  name  abroad-r- 
o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

— —    3  Join  all  ye  ransom'd  race, 

Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless; 
o  Praise  ye  his  name: 

o       In  him  we  will  rejoice, 

And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
o       Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 
u  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

e      4  What  tho'  we  change  our  place— 

—  Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name: 
o      To  him  our  songs  we  bring— 
s        Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
Aud  without  ceasing  sing — 

Woithv  the  Lamb.  Bermondsey. 

HYMN  31.    L.  M.    Steele. 
Christ's  Intercession.    Heb  vii,  25. 

1   IlE  lives — the  great  Redeemer  lives; 
o        W  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives; 
— And  now  before  his  Father  God, 

Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood, 
e  2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears; 
— But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
o  Sweet  mercy  smiles — and  all  is  peace! 
— 3  Hence,  then,ye  black,  despairing  thoughts- 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 
o  His  powerful  intercessions  rise; 

And  guilt  recedes,  and  terrain*  dies, 
e  4  In  ev'ry  dark,  distressful  hour, 

When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  pow'r, 
— Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart — 

That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend! 

On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend; 
o  Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

Munich.     JMoreton. 


HYMN    3ii.     •  k.  7.     Hii'po.«'s  Col. 
Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
1    II  AIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus! 

\\    Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring; 
By  thy  death  thou  didst  release  us, 
From  the  tyrants  deadly  sting. 


1,  32,  S3,  34.  1H 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid; 

Great  High  Priest,  by  God  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

3  Contrite  sinners  are  forgiven, 
Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood: 

Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 
Peace  is  made  for  man  with  God.- 
g  4  Jesus,  hail!  enthron'd  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide; 
All  the  heav'nly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side, 
e  3  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 
There  thou  do>t  our  place  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  heaven  we  appear, 
o  6  Glory,  honour,  pow'r,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive; 
o  Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give.  Calvary. 


HYMN  33.    7s.     Madas's  Col. 
Redeeming  Love. 
o  1  l^J  OW  begin  the  heav'idy  theme, 

|^j    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name; 
—Ye  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love.  • 
2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace, 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
o  As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love; 

e  3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 

Banish  all  your  guilty  fears; 
o  See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 

Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love, 
e  4  Ye,  alas!  who  long  have  been, 

Willing  slaves  of  death  and  siu! 
— Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove; 

Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love, 
o  5  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd — 

Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest: 
d  Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 

Nothing — but  redeeming  love. 
o  6  He  subdu'd  th'  infernal  pow'rs; 

His  tremendous  foes  and  ours, 

From  their  cursed  empire  drove, 

Mighty  in  redeeming  lave, 
o  7  Hither,  then,  your  musick  bring, 
u  Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string; 
— Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above — 
g  Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

Redeeming  Lov?> 

HYMN  34.    C.  M. 

The  JVecessity  of  Renewing  Grace. 

e  1    ¥J  OW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

\_\    Unconscious  of  its  load! 
e  The  heart,  unchang'd,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  aud  God. 

p  2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blindV 
In  paths  of  ruin  stray; 
Reason,  debas'd,  can  never  find 
The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 

e  3  Can  ought,  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 

The  stubborn  w  ill  subduer 
o  'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thiue, 

To  form  the  heart  anew. 
— 4  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  rccal, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise; 
And  make  the  scales  oferrour  fall. 

From  reason';  darken'd 


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5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live; 
A  beam  of  heav'n,  a  vital  ray— 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 
p  6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine! 
o  Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  pow'rs, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine! 

Windsor.     Plymouth. 


HYMN  35,  36,  37",  38,  39,  40. 


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HYMN  35.      S.  M.    Hart. 
Prayer  for  the  Spirit.    John  xiv,  26. 
1   rtOME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 

\J  Let  thy  bright  beams  arise; 

Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds— 

The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin; 
Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood; 

And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith; 
Our  doubts  and  fears  remove; 

And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart*— 
To  sanctify  the  soul — 

To  pour  fresh  life  in  ev'ry  part, 

And  new  -create  the  whole. 
t)      5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free; 
o  Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 

The  Father.  Son,  and  Thee.  Watchman 

HYMN  36.       L.  M. 

Sorrow  for  Sm. 
p  1   ^~k  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gonet 
\J  O  that  I  could  at  last  submit! 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  me  down- 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 
e  2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find: 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art — 
Give  me  thy  meek,  thy  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart- 

— 3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 
4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God; 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove — 
The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallo w'd  blood — 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

d  5  I  would — but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r, 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  sin  release; 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 

And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 
o  6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay; 

Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear; 

My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away.  Carthage. 


HYMN  37.    C.  M.     Steele. 
Repentance. 

1  TJOVV  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 
J7f   Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord! 

How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word! 

2  Yet  Sov'reign  mercy  calls— "Return;" 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  1  come! 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn; 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou-wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 
And  bid  my  crimes  remove' 

And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love> 


4  Almighty  graoe,  thy  healing  pow'r. 
How  glorious — how  divine! 

That  «au  to  life  and  bliss  restore, 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love — so  free — so  sweet- 
Dear  Saviour,  I  adore; 

0  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

Canterbury.     Wantage- 

HYMN  38.     L.  M. 

Sinner  submitting  to  God. 

1  Wl  E  ARY  of  straggling  with  my  pain, 

j  J     Hopeless  to  burst  this  SinfuL chainp 
At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease—? 
God,  who  creates,  must  seal  my  peace; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  I  share. 

e  3  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal, 

I  see  my  sin,  but  cannot  feel; 

I  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 

And  bid  th*  obedient  waters  flow. 
— 4  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give, 

Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive; 

Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign, 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine. 
o  5  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cuce^. 

Make  my  infected  nature  pure; 

Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy,  impart, 

And  pour  thyself  into  my  heart.       Armley. 

HYMN  39.    C.   M.    Jojves. 
Sinner  resolving  to  go  to  Christ   Esth.  iv,  16. 
1   4   ,O.VlE,  humble  sinner,  in  whose   breast 

"  J  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress 'd, 
And  make  this  last  resolve:— 
o  2  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
"Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
"I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
"Whatever  may  oppose, 
e  3  "Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne* 

"And  there  my  guilt  confess; 
p  "I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

"Without  his  sovereign  grace. 
o  4  "I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives; 

— "Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch— 

"And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

"Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 

e  "But  if  1  perish,  I  will  pray, 

"And  perish  only  there. 
— 6  "I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
"I  am  resolv'd  to  try; 
"For  if  I  stay  away,  1  know 
"I  must  forever  die." Reading^ 

HYMN  40.    7  8c  6.    Cowpeb. 
Tlie  Heart  heated  by  Mercy. 
1    OIN  enslav'd  me  many  years, 

^  And  led  me  bound  and  blind ; 
Till  at  length  a  thousand  fears 
Came  swarming  o'er  my  mind. 
e  Where,  (I  said  in  deep  distress,) 
Will  these  sinful  pleasures  end? 
How  shall  I  secure  my  peace, 
And  make  the  Lord  my  friend? 
— 2  Friends  and  ministers  said  much, 

The  gospel  to  enforce; 
e  But  my  blindness  still  was  such,. 
I  chose  a  legal  course: 


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HYMN  41,  42,  43,  44,  45,  46. 


113 


Mueh  I  fasted,  wntch'd  and  strove, 

Scarce  would  shew  my  face  abroad; 
e  Fear'd,  almost,  to  speak  or  move— 

A  stranger  still  to  God. 
— 3  Thus  afraid  to  trust  his  grace, 

Long  time  did  I  rebel; 
B  Till  despairing  of  my  case, 

Down  at  his  feet  I  fell: 
o  Then  my  stubborn  heart  he  broke, 

And  subdu'd  me  to  his  sway; 
By  a  simple  word  lie  spoke — 
d      "Thy  sins  are  done  away."  Clark's. 

HYMN  41.     L.  M. 

The  happy  Change, 
e  1  "I  N  sin,  by  blinded  passions  led, 

g^  In  search  of  fancied  good  we  range; 

The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 

To  nothing  fix'd — but  love  of  change. 
— 2  But  when  the  Holy  Ghost  imparts 

A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love; 

Our  wand'rir.g,  weary,  restless  hearts, 

Are  then  renew'd,  no  more  to  rove. 
o  3  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 

Which  guides  and  animates  the  will; 
— This  love,  another  name  for  grace, 

Constrains  to  good,  and  bars  from  ill. 
o  4  By  love's  pure  light  we  soon  perctive 

Our  noblest  bliss  and  proper  end; 

And  gladly  ev'ry  idol  leave, 

To  love  and  serve  our  Lord  and  Friend. 

Islington. 

HYMN  4'2.     L.  fit.     Steele. 
The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  experienced.  John 

xiv,  16,  17. 
e  1  T\E  All  Lord-and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest, 
|  f  In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine? 
d  Unworthy  dwelling!— glorious  Guest! 

Favours  astonishing— divine! 
e  2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 

And  hope  almost  expires  in  night; 

Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
— Great  spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light? 
o  3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh; 

'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart; 

Else- would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 

And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 
—4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 

Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

The  tempest  of  my  fears  controul, 

And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice. 

i  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires; 

Can  it  be  less  than  pow'r  divine, 

Which  animates  these  strong  desires? 

6  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
d  "I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace," 
e  Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace? 
— 7  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 

For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love; 
«  And  light,  and  heav'nly  peace  impart— 

Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above.   Portugal. 

HYMN  43.     8s.     Hart. 
Power  of  Faith.    Itom.  i,   17. 
1  npHE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
f_    And  trusts  in  his  crucified  God, 
o  His  pardon  at  once  he  receives — - 
Redemption  in  fall  through  his  blood. 

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o  2  Tho'  thousands  and  thousands  of  foea> 

Against  him  in  malice  unite— 

Their  rage  he,  thro'  Christ,  can  oppose, 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 
— 3  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  such  salvation  as  this. 

Is  more  than  mere  fancy,  or  name— 
d  The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is 
o  4  It  treads  on  the  world,  and  on  helt. 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair; 
e  And  what  is  still  stranger  to  tell, 
d  It  overcomes  heav'u  by  prayer. 
o  5  It  says  to  the  mountains,  "Depart," 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul; 
e  It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  wounded  consciences  whole-» 
—6  Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye 

Be  spotless  as  snow  and  as  white; 
o  And  raises  the  sinner  on  high, 

To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light       Bethany. 

HYMN  44.    S.   M.     Bedo.me. 
Preciousness  of  Faith.    Eph.  ii,  8.  2  Pet.  i,  1. 
^lAlTH— 'tis  a  precious  grace, 


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Where'er  it  is  bestow'dj 


It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God. 

2  Jesus  it  owns  as  King, 
An  all-atoning  Priest; 

It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  looks  for  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 
When  fill'd  with  deep  distress} 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trusts  his  righteousness. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free; 

Lord,  send  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 

To  work  this  faith  in  me      Pechham. 

HYMN  +5.    C.  M.    Nkldham. 
Encouraged  by     ancient    Example 
Heb.  xi,  13. 


Faith 
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RISE,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path, 
By  ancient  worthies  trod; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men, 
Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 
—2  Tho'  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 
And  in  example  live; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
o  3  'Twas  thro'  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood, 
They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foe; 
And  to  his  pow'r  and  matchless  grace, 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 
— 4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view, 
The  patterns  thou  hast  giv'n — 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road, 

That  led  them  safe  toheav'n.        .flrvndel 


HYMN  46.    L.  M.    CowPEft. 
The  JWw  Convert. 

1  PVlHE  new-born  child  of  gospel  grace, 

I    Like  some  fair  tree  when  summer's 
Beneath  Emmanuel's  shining  face,       [nigh* 
Lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 

2  No  fears  he  feels---he  sees  nofoea«« 
No  conflict  yet  his  faith  employs; 

Nor  has  he  learn'd  to  whom  he  owes, 
The  strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 

3  But  sin  soon  darts  its  cruel  sting; 
And,  comforts  sinking  day  by   day, 
What  seem'd  his  own,  a  selt-fed  springy 
Proves  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 


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HYMtf  47,  48,  49,  50,  51. 


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...4  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  host, 

The  Lord  soot)  made  his  numbers  less; 

And  said,  '-Lest  Israel  vainly  boast, 
d  "My  arm  secur'd  me  th'i6  success." 
e  5  Thus  -will  he  bring  our  spirits  down, 

And  draw  our  ebbing  comforts  low; 
—That,  sa\'d  by  grace,  but  not  our  own, 

We  mav  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe.  Oporto. 


HYMN  47.    C.   M.    Cowper. 

Comforts,  True  and  False. 
I   /~W  GOD,  whose  favourable  eye 

|  f    The  sin-sick  soul  revives; 
Holy  and  heav'uly  is  the  joy, 
Thy  shining  presence  gives, 
e  2  Not  such  as  hypocrites  suppose. 
Who  with  a  gracele=s  heart, 
Taste  not  of  thee,  but  drink  a  dose* 
Prepar'd  by  Satan's  art- 
-»-3  Intoxicating  joys  are  theirs, 

Who,  while  they  boast  their  light, 
And  seem'd  to  soar  above  the  stars, 
Are  plunging  into  night. 
e  4  Lull'd  in  a  soft  and  fatal  sleep, 

They  sin,  and  yet  rejoice; 
e  Were  they  indeed  the  Saviour's  sheep, 

Would  they  not  hear  his  voice? 
•1.-5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 

The  soul  from  Satan's  pow'r; 
e  That  make  me  blush  for  what  I  am, 

And  hate  my  sin  the  more. 
-~6  'Tis  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 
At  thy  dear  feet  to  lie; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall, 

And  none  can  higher  fly.         Canterbury. 

HYMN  48.    C  M      Newtos. 
Zeal,  True  and  False. 
1  fjt EAL  is  that  pure  and  heav'nly  flame, 
SA    The  fire  of  love  supplies; 
e  While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 

is  self  in  a  disguise. 
e  2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear; 
4  The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild; 

And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 
.--3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian,  warms, 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 

Its  party  to  increase. 
4  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisfy'd, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name; 
Nor  seeks  it  ought  beside, 
d  5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view; 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cry'd, 
"Come,  see  what  I  can  do." 
«*6  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 
And  be  applauded  here; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  -will  gain, 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 
7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 
And  from  our  hearts  remove; 
And  let  ho  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 

But  that  which  springs  from  love.  Jllear. 

HYMN  49.    C.  M.    Newton.  ~ 

Not  go  atuayfrom  Christ.    John  vi,  67 — 69. 
1    Ck*7HEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
e        ▼▼       (Alas,  what  numbers  do!) 
.—Methinks  I  hear  ray  Saviour  say, 
d      "Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too?" 


e  2  Ah,  Lord!  with  such  a  heart  as  mine,, 

Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
I  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 

And  prove  like  them  at  last. 
— 3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  pow'r,  I  know, 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me; 
e  To  whom,  or  whither,  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  th«e? 

- — 4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assur'd, 

Thou  art  the  Cchist  of  Godi 
o  Who  hast  eternal  life  secur'd, 

By  promise  and  by  blood. 
— 5  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart; 
o  No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blest, 

And  satisfy  my  heart. 

e  6  What  anguish  has  this  question  stirr'd, 

a      'If  I  will  also  go?' 

— Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  thy  word, 

I  humbly  answer — no!  Abridge. 


HYMN  50.    L.  M.    Grigg. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus.    Mark   viii,  38, 

1  ,*  ESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee! 
Scorn'd  be  the  tho't,  by  rieh  and  poor, 

0  may  I  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend! 
No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame. 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — yes  I  may — 
When  I've  no  sins  to  wash  away; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then,  (nor  is  mv  boasting  vain,) 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain! 
And,  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me!  Carthage* 

HYMN  51.    C.   M.    Doddribge. 
Inco?istancy  in  Religion.     Hosea  vi,  4. 

1  XlERFET  UAL  Source  of  light  and  grace, 
f^     We  hail  thy  sacred  name: 

Through  ev'ry  year's  revolving  round, 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

2  On  us,  all  worthless  as  we  are, 
It  wondrous  mercy  pours; 

o  Sare  as  the  heav'n's  establish'd  course, 

And  plenteous  as  the  show'rs. 
e  3  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 

And  treach'rous  vows  renew; 
False  as  the  raerning's  scitt'ring  cloud, 

And  transient  as  the  dew. 
p  4  In  flowing  tears  our  guilt  we  mourn, 

And  loud  implore  thy  grace, 
To  bear  our  feeble  footsteps  on, 

In  all  thy  righteous  ways. 
o  5  Arm'd  with  this  energy  divine, 

Our  souls  shall  steadfast  move; 
o  And  with  increasing  transports  press, 

On  to  thy  courts  above. 
— 6  So  by  thy  pow'r  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  radiant  way; 
o  Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
o      And  shines  to  perfect  day.        Colchest.er. 


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HYMN  52.    C.  M.    Nf.wtoit. 
O  that  I -were  as  in  months  past.    Job  xxlx,  2. 
b  1    ^  WEET  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt 
^     The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood, 
Apply'd  to  cleanse  niv  soul  fr>m  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 
o  2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 
His  praises  tnn'd  my  tongue; 
And  when  the  ev'ning  shades  prevaifd. 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
— 3  [In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles, 
The  world  no  more  could  charm; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm.  ] 

*  4  In  pray'r  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 

I  call'd  each  promise  mine, 
e  5  But  now — when  ev'ning  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns: 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 

No  light  to  me  returns . 
6  My  pray'rs  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face; 
I  read — the  promise  meets  my  eyes — 

But  will  not  reach  my  case. 
•—7  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail — 

O  make  my  soul  thy  care; 

•  I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail, 
•r—    Let  me  that  mercy  share.     Canterbury. 

HYMN  53.    8s.    Rippon's  Coll. 
Faith  fainting. 
e  l  T?  NCOMPASS^D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
f*j  Just  ready  all  hope  t»  resign; 

I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine: 
p  Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load; 

All-plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 
•**-2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terrour  shall  cease. 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply; 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 

The  rook  that  is  higher  than  I: 
o  Speak,  Saviour,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice, 

Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold; 
— Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries, 
e  My  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 
—3  If  sometimes  I  strive  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  on  thy  promise  to  keep, 
o  The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep: 
—-While  harass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight, 

The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, 
d  "The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite; 

"Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more.''' 
e  4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  has  design 'd 

No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 

Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thee? 
o  Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tow'r; 
o  Come  succour  and  gladden  my  heart, 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power.     Bethany 


HYMN  52,  53,  54,  55,  56. 


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HYMN  54.     7s.    Newton. 
Self  Examination. 
1  ''flS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

%    Oft  it  causes  arixions  thought:— 
Do  1  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 
Am  I  liis,  or  am  I  not? 


2  If  1  love,  why  am  I  thus? 
Why  this  dull,  this  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse; 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hat  d  remain, 
Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove — 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain— 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin- 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  1  do; 

d  You  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 

Tell  me — is  it  so  with  you. 
o  6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 

Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 

If  I  did  not  love  at  all! 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd-, 

Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 

If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 
— 8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case*! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun; 

Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 

If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all  I  pray; 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 

Help  me  to  begin  to-dav.  Fairfax. 

HYV1N   55.     8s.     Hippon.  * 

The  Holy  Spirit  addressed  under  Darknesp; 

1  X  DESCEND,  Holy  Spirit,  the  Dove, 
8  9  And  visit  a  sorrowful  breast; 

e  My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 
And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest; 

— Thou  only  hast  power  to  relieve 
A  sinner  overwhelm'd  with  his  load; 
The  sense  of  redemption  to  give, 
And  sprinkle  his  heart  with  the  blood, 

2  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  hast  strove. 
And.  kindly  withheld  me  from  sin; 
ResolVd  by  the  strength  of  thy  loves 
My  worthless  affections  to  win; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 
Invincible  mercy  exert, 
And  keep  my  weak  graces  alive, 
And  set  up  thy  rest  in  my  heart. 

3  If  when  I  have  put  thee  to  griefi^ 
And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 
Thy  goodness  has  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd; 
O  Spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 
Relieve  me  again  and  restore; 
My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 
To  fall,  and  to  grieve  thee,  no  more. 

e  4  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  taste  of  his  love,— 
e  If  Jesus,  who  pour'd  out  his  blood, 

Obtain'd  me  a  mansion  above; — 
o  Come,  heav'nly  Comforter,  come; 

Sweet  witness  of  mercy  divine! 
o  And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

And  seal  me  eternally  thine      Consolation.. 


HYMN  56.    L     \l     Nkwtox. • 
Prayer  answered  by  Crosses. 
1  "|  ASK'D  the  Lird,  that  I  might  grow 
I     In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  gracej 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 


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HYMN  57,  58,  59,  60,  61. 


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2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  trust,  has  answer'd  prayer; 
But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way, 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favoured  hour, 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  request; 
And  by  his  love's  constraining  pow'r, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 

e  4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart; 
And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell 
Assault  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part. 

a  5  Yea,  more — with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd, 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  wo; 
Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schem'd, 
Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  iow. 

e  6  Lord,  why  is  this?  I  trembling  cry'd: 
Wik  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death? 

d  "'Tis  in  this  way  (the  Lord  reply'd,) 
"I  answer  pray'r  for  grace  and  faith. 
7  "These  inward  trials  I  employ, 
"From  self,  and  pride,  to  set  thee  free, 
"And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy 
"That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me." 

Sicilian. 

HYMN  57.    L.  M.    Dorrington. 

Inconstancy  lamented. 

1  "B  VEAR  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be, 
%Jt  That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee? 

When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 

And  I  enjoy  a  lasting  peace? 
e  2  Here  I  repent,  and  sin  again, 

Sometimes  revive,  sometimes  am  slain; 

Slain  with  the  same  malignant  dart, 

Which,  oh!  too  often  wounds  my  heart. 
—3  When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be, 

That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee— 
e  The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 

And  feast  on  thine  eternal  love?    JPleyePs. 

HYMN  58.     L.  M.    Cruttendon. 
Conflict  between  Sin  and  Holiness.    Gal.  v,  17. 

1  W'l  HAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within — 
V  ▼    Imperfect  grace,  remaining  6in! 

Not  this  can  reign,  or  that  prevail, 

Tho'  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 
e  2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die— 
o  Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high; 
o  Sing  a  rebellious  passion  slain, 
e  Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 
o  3  One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 

Borne  upwards  to  my  native  skies; 

When  faith  assists  my  soaring  flight, 

To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light, 
e  4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 

Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  soul; 
—1  feel  its  sympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  course. 
e  5  How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give! 

How  long  thine  absence,  Lord,  1  grieve! 

What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 

Or  interrupt  its  rays  at  coon! 
~6  Great  God,  assist  me  through  the  fight, 

Make  me  to  triumph  in  thy  might; 

■Thou  the  desponding  heart  canst  raise, 

The  virf'ry  mine — and  thine  the  praise. Bath. 

HYMN   59.    C.   M     Steele. 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 
e  I     A  LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  i-ise! 

*     What  snares  beset  my  way! 
--•To  heaven  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 


p  2  How  oft  my  mournful  tho'ts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears! 
e  My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain! 
e      How  strong  my  foes  and  fears! 

—3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive/ 
e      Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
— 4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
e      Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 
— 5  When  strong  temptations  fright  my  hear*, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside; 
o  My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart— 

My  guardian  and  my  guide. 
—8  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 
o      And  bid  the  tempter  flee; 
—And  never  let  me  go  astray, 

From  happiness  and  thee.      Tunbridge. 


HYMN  60.    8,  7  &  4.    Fawcett. 
Hope  encouraged.    Ps.  xlii,  5. 
e  1   f~\  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness? 

\J     Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down? 
o  Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladness, 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  begone; 
Look  to  Jesus, 

And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 
—2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations^ 

Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day? 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 

Often  fill  thee  with  dismay?        , 
o  Thou  shalt  conquer--- 

Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 
— 3  Tho'  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within; 
o  Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin; 
He  is  faithful 

To  perform  his  gracious  word. 
—4  Tho'  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road; 
o  His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee;. 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God? 
Therefore  praise  him— 

Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 
—5  O  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heav'nly  host  above, 
a  Who  forever  bow  before  him, 

And  unceasing  sing  bis  love! 
o      Happy  songsters! 

When  shall  I  your  chorus  join?   Helmsley. 


HYMN  61.    C.  M.    Cowper. 

Lively  Hope  and  Gracious  Fear. 
ell"  WAS  agrov'ling  creature  once, 
[     And  basely  cleav'd  to  earth; 
I  wanted  spirit  to  renounce 
The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 
— 2  But  God  has  breath'd  upon  a  worm, 
And  sent  me  from  above, 
Wings  such  as  clothe  an  angel's  form, 
The  wings  of  joy  and  love, 
o  3  With  these,  to  Pisgah '« top  I  fly, 
And  there  delighted  stand; 
To  view,  beneath  a  shining  sky, 
The  spacious  promis'd  land. 
o  4  The  Lord  of  all  the  vast  domain 
Has  promis'd  it  to  me: 
The  length  and  breadth  of  all  the  plain, 
As  far  as  faith  can  see. 


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HYMN  <62,  63,  64,  65,  66,  67„ 


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—5  How  glorious  is  my  privilege! 

To  thee  tor  help  I  call; 
e  I  stand  upon  a  mountain's  edge, 

O  save  me,  le6t  I  full! 
—6  Tho'  much  exalted  in  the  Lord, 

•Xiy  strength  is  not  my  own; 
e  Then  let  me  tremble  at  his  word, 
o       Ai.d  none  shall  cast  me  down.   Hedford. 

HYMN  62.    L.  P.  M.    Lyndali.. 
Assurance.    Jer.  xxxi,  8. 

1  "T  ESUS,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me,— 
$p    This  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest! 

Hither  when  hell  assails,  I  flee, 
And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast: 

o  Away,  sad  doubts,  and  anxious  fear— 

e  Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

2  Tho'  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 

e  Tho' strength,  and  health, and  friends, begone; 

Tho'  joys  be  wither'd  all,  and  dead, 

And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn; 
g  Steadfast  on  tliis  my  soul  relies — 

Father  thy  mercy  never  dies. 
— 3  Fix'd  on  this  rock  will  1  remain, 
e  When  heart  shall  fail,  and  flesh  decay; 
g  A  rock  which  shall  my  soul  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away! 
3  Mercy's  full  pow'r  I  then  shall  prove, 

Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love!      Sheffield. 

HYMN  63.    L.  M.    Doddridge. 

Christ,  the  Believer's  Ark.    1  Pet.  iii,  20,  21 . 

1  >  4   HE  deluge,  at  the  Almighty's  call, 

%     In  what  impetuous  streams  it  fell! 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  the  tallest  sons  of  pride 
Fled  from  the  close-pursuing  wave; 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  tow'rs  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape,  nor  courage  save. 

e  3  How  dire  the  wreck!  how  loud  the  roar! 

How  shrill  the  universal  cry — 

Of  millions  in  the  last  despair — 

Re-echo'd  from  the  low'ring  sky. 
e  4  Yet  Noah,  humble,  happy  saint, 

Surrounded  with  the  chosen  few, 

Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 

And  sang  the  grace  that  steer"  d  him  thro'. 
o  5  So  may  I  sing,  in  Jesus  safe, 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall; 

Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd 

Beyond  what  shakes  this  earthly  hall. 
— 6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 

Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat; 
o  Then  the  wide  flood  that  buries  earth, 

Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat, 
s  7  Nor  wreck,  nor  ruin  there  is  seen; 

There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls; 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne, 

Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls. 
Psalm  97th. 

HYMN  64.    8  fc  7.    Newton. 

Christ,  a  Friend  closer  than  a  Brother.   Prov. 

xviii,   24. 

1   d  *NE  there  is,  above  all  others, 

»  f  Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend; 

His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end: 
They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 


e  2  Whioh  of  al!  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could,  or  would  have  shed  their  bloou*? 
o  But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us, 

Ueconcil'd  in  him  to  God: 
o       This  is  boundless  love  indeed! 

Jesus  is  a  friend  in  need. 
e  3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name* 
— Now  above  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same: 

Slill  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends. 

And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 
c  4  Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love; 
We,  alas!  forget  too  often, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  wbove: 
o      But  when  home  our  souls  are  bro't, 

We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought.     (Inunmis. 


HYMN  65.    CM.    Nr.wroN 
Manna,  or  Daily  Supply.     Exod    x\i,  18. 

1  jfc   ;..  ANNA  to  Israel  well  supplv'd 
%  l";    The  want  of  other  bread; 

While  God  is  able  to  provide, 
His  people  wilt  be  fed. 

2  Of  his  kind  care,  how  sweet  a  proof! 
It  suited  ev'ry  taste: 

Who  gather'd  most  had  just  enough, 

Enough  who  gather'd  least. 
o  3  'Tis  still  our  gracious  Lord  provides, 

Our  comforts  and  our  cares; 
His  own  unerring  hand  provides, 

And  gives  us  each  our  shares. 
e  4  lie  knows  how  much  the  weak  can  bear, 

And  helps  them  when  they  cry; 
o  The  strongest  have  no  strength  to  spare, 

For  such  he'll  strongly  try. 
— 5  Daily  they  saw  the  manna  come, 

And  cover  all  the  ground; 
But  what  they  try'd  to  keep  at  home, 

Corrupted  soon  was  found, 
e  6  Vain  their  attempts  to  store  it  up; 

This  was  to  tempt  the  Lord: 
o  Israel  must  live  by  faith  and  hope. 

And  not  upon  a  hoard.    St.  .inn's.     3Teai\ 

HYMN  66.     C.  M.     Newton. 
Joys  of  Saints.     Neh.  )\,  TO. 
1    "E  OY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow, 

<kf      In  nature's  barren  soil; 
e  All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 

Is  vanity  and  toil. 
— 2  tint  where  the  Lord  has  phnted  grace, 

And  made  his  glories  known;  — 
o  There  fruits  of  heavenly  joy  am!  peace 

Are  found — and  there  alone. 
e  3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 
—    A  sense  of  patd'ning  love, 
o  A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
o    Gives  joys  like  those  ab'ive. 
— 4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  vail, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine — 
o  Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 

Unspeakable,  divine! 
— 5  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  the  mind; 
o  Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high. 

And  leave  the  world  behind.  Y*rk. 

HYMN  C7.    C.  M.    Cowpkh. 
Walking  with  God.     Gen.  v,  24. 
1    A  t  II!  for  a  closer  w;.lk  with  God, 
\J  A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame; 


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HYMN  G8,  69,  70,  71,  72. 


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And  light  to  shine  up  on  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb! 
e  2  Where  is  thn  blessedness  I  knew, 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word.' 
• — 3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  en joy'dl 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still! 
e  But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 

The  world  can  never  fill. 
— i  Return,  O  Holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 

And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 
5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be — 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 

And  worship  only  thee. 
€  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
©  And  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb.       Hymn  Qd. 

HYMN  68.    C.   M.    Cowper. 

Light  Shining  out  of  Darkness. 

1  £^i  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  wayj 
\~W     His  wonders  to  perform; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea. 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 
Of  never-failing  skill; 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs. 

And  works  his  sovereign  will. 
©  3  Ye; fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

With  blessings  on  your  head. 
—4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
e  Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
o       He  hides  a  smiling  face. 
—5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 

But  sweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 
e  6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
o  God  is  his  own  interpreter, 

And  he  will  make  it  plain.        Abridge. 


HYMN  69.    L    M.     Cowper. 
Affactims  sanctified  by  the  Word. 
1   |  k   HOW  I  love  thy  holy  word, 

1  IP     Thy  gracious  covenant,  O  Lord! 
It  guides  me  in  the  peaceful  way; 

1  think  upon  it  all  the  day. 

2  What  are  the  mines  of  shining  wealth? 
The  strength  of  youth, the  bloom  of  health?- 
What  are  all  joys,  compar'd  with  those, 
Thine  everlasting  word  bestows! 

e  3  Long  unafflicted,  undismay'd, 

In  pleasure's  path,  secure  I  stray'd: 
—Thou  mad'st  me  feel  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
o  And  straight  I  turn'd  unto  my  God. 
e  4  What  tho'  it  pierc'd  my  fainting  heart — 
o  I  bless  thine  hand  that  caus'd  the  smart; 
e  It  taught  my  tears  a  while  to  flow, 
«  But  sav'd  me  from  eternal  woe. 
e  5  Oh!  hadst  thou  loft  me  unohastis'd, 

Thy  precept  I  had  still  despis'd; 

And  still  the  snare  in  secret  laid, 

Had  my  unwary  feet  betray'd. 


o  6  I  love  thee,  therefore,  O  >ny  God, 
And  breathe  towards  thy  dear  abode; 
Where,  in  thy  presence,  fully  blest, 
Thy  chosen  saints  for  ever  rest.      St.  Ann's,  ■ 

HYMN  70.    C.   M.    Cowper. 
Submission. 
1  f\  LORD,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 

%  9     And  help  me  to  resign, 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 
e  2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand. 
That  wipes  away  my  tears? 
— 3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize,  to  thee; 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 

Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 
4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want. 
o  5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  ray  way, 
e      Shall  I  resist  them  both? 
e  A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day — 

And  crtish'd  before  the  moth! 
— 6  But  ah!  my  inward  spirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away.      Barby. 


HYMN  71.     U.    M.     Gheeiv. 
Resignation.     It  is  the  Lord.    1  Sam.  iii,  18. 

1  8  T  is  the  Lord — enthron'd  in  light, 
|    Whose  claims  are  all  divine; 

Who  has  an  undisputed  right, 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord — who  governs  all— 
My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease;. 

And  of  his  bounties  may  recal 

Whatever  part  he  please. 
e  3  It  is  the  Lord — should  I  distrust. 

Or  contradict  his  will? 
— Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  just, 

And  must  be  righteous  still. 
4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  sustain 

Beneath  the  heaviest  load, 
o  From  whom  assistance  I  obtain, 

To  tread  the  thorny  road. 
— 5  It  is  the  Lord — whose  matchless  skill* 

Can  from  afflictions  raise — 
o  Matter,  eternity  to  fill 

With  ever  growing  praise. 
— 6  It  is  the  Lord — my  cov'nant  God, 
o      Thrice  blessed  be  his  name, 
Whose  gracious  promise,  seal'd  with  blood, 

Must  ever  be  the  same. 
o  7  His  cov'nant  will  my  soul  defend, 

Should  nature's  self  expire; 
g  And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 

In  awful  flaming  fire.  Bedford. 

HYMN  72.    C.  M.    Kirkuam. 

Self-denial:   or,   Bearing-  the    Cross.     Mark 

viii,  38. 
e  1   irvIDST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
Ij  V     And  bear  the  cross  for  me? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be? 
— 2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 
And  make  me  truly  bold; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shjfcei 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 


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1  3  Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 
Aiid  treat  me  with  disdain; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  mime, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain, 
i  4  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 
Amj  all  my  pow'rs  resign; 
Let  Wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 

And  I'll  no  more  repine.         'Vnnbridge. 

HYMN  73.    G.  M.    Cootu, 
Contentment.      Phil,  iv,  11. 
i  TTTIERCE  passions  discompose  the  mind, 

|^    As  tempests  vex  the  sea; 

But  calm  content  and  peace  we  find, 

When,  Lord,  we  trust  in  thee. 

2  In  vain  by  reason,  and  by  rule, 
We  try  to  bend  the  will; 

For  none  but  in  the  Saviour's  school, 
Can  learn  the  heav'nly  skill. 

3  Since  at  his  feet  my  soul  has  sat, 
His  gracious  words  to  hear, 

Contented  with  my  present  state, 
I  cast  on  him  my  care. 

4  "Art  thou  a  sinner,  soul?"  he  said, 
"Then  bow  canst  thou  complain!1 

"How  light  thy  troubles  here,  if  weigh'd 
"With  everlasting  pain! 

5  "If  thou  of  murm'ring  would'st  be  cur'd, 
"Compare  thy  griefs  with  mine; 

"Think  what  my  love  for  thee  endur'd— - 
"And  thou  wilt  not  repine. 

6  "'Tis  I  appoint  thy  daily  lot, 
"And  I  do  all  things  well; 

**Thou  soon  shalt  leave  this  wretched  spot, 
"And  rise  with  me  to  dwell. 

7  "In  life  my  grace  shall  strength  supply, 
" Proportion 'd  to  thy  day; 

**At  death  thou  still  shalt  find  me  nigh, 

"To  wipe  thy  tears  away." 
8  Thus  I,  who  once  my  wretched  days, 

In  vain  repinin  g  spent; 
Taught  in  my  Saviour's  school  of  grace, 

Have  learn'd  to  be  content.      Reading. 


HYMN  73,  74,  75,  76,  77. 

HYMN  75. 


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HYMN  74.    C.  M.    Cowper. 

The  Lord  tuill  Provide.     Gen.  xxii,  14. 

1  tf^HE  saints  should  never  be  dismay'd, 
|      Nor  sink  in  hopeless  fear; 

For  when  they  least  expect  his  aid, 
The  Saviour  will  appear. 

2  This  Abrah'm  found:  he  rais'd  the  knife, 
d      God  saw,  and  said,  'Forbear; — 

•Yon  ram  shall  yield  his  meaner  life: 
'Behold  the  victim  there.* 
— 3  Once  Dsvvid  seem'd  Saul's  certain  prey; 
d      But  hark!  the  foe's  at  hand: 
—Saul  turns  his  arms  another  way, 
To  save  th'  invaded  land. 
4  When  Jonah  sunk  beneath  the  wave, 
He  thought  to  rise  no  more; 
o  But  God  prepar'd  a  fish,  to  save, 

And  bear  him  to  the  shore. 
-~5  Blest  proofs  of  pow'r  and  grace  divine, 
That  meet  us  in  his  word! 
May  ev'ry  deep  felt  care  of  mine, 

Be  trusted  with  the  Lord. 
6  Wait  for  his  seasonable  aid, 

And  though  it  tarry,  wait: 
The  promise  may  be  long  delay'd; 
But  cannot  come  too  late. 

Sf.  Ann's. 


H.  M.    Cowpeh. 

The  Lord  my  Banner.  Exoil,  xvii,  15. 

€  *        W^  whom  was  David  taught 
JL*  To  aim  the  dreadful  blow, 
When  he  Goliah  fought, 
And  laid  the  Gittite  low? 
— No  sword  nor  spear  the  stripling  took,. 

But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 
o       2  'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King, 
Who  sent  him  to  the  fight; 
Who  gave  him  strength  to  sling, 
And  skill  to  aim  aright: 
— Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 

Because  young  David's  God  is  yours. 
e      3  Who  order'd  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  the  invader's  camp, 
With  arms  of  little  worth, 
A  pitcher  and  a  lamp? 
The  trumpets  made  his  coming  known?. 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown, 
o      4  Oh!  I  have  seen  the  day, 
When  with  a  single  word — 
God  helping  me  to  say, 
e       'My  trust  is  in  the  Lord,' — 
o  My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes, 

Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose, 
e       5   But  unbelief,  self-will, 

Self-righteousness  and  pride — 
How  often  do  they  steal 
My  weapons  from  my  side! 
o  Yet  David's  Lord,  and  Gideon's  Friend, 
Will  help  his  servant  to  ihe  end.  Allerton. 

.HYMN  76.    C.  M.    CowPEn. 

The  Lord  that  healeth.    Exod.  xv. 

1    |  jg  E  AL  us,  EMMAN0Er.;-here  we  are, 

W     Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch; 
Deep  wounded  souls  to  thee  repair; 
e      And,  Saviour,  we  are  such. 
— 2  Our  faith  is  feeble,  we  confess, 

We  faintly  trust  thy  word; 
e  But  wilt  thou  pity  us  the  less? 
d       Be  that  far  from  thee,  Lord! 
— 3  Kemeniberhim  who  once  applied* 

With  trembling  for  relief; 
d  "Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cried;, 

"O  help  my  unbelief." 
— 4  She  too  who  toucli'd  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtue  stole, 
d  Was  answer'd,  "Daughter,  go  in  peace; 

Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 
— 5  Conceal'd  amidst  the  gath'ring  throngy 
She  would  have  shunn'd  thy  view; 
And  if  her  faith  was  firm  and  strong, 

Had  some  misgivings  too. 
6  Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 
To  touch  thee  if  we  may; 
e  Oh!  send  us  not  despairing  home  — 

Send  none  unheal'd  awav.  York. 


HYMN  77.     L    M. 

The  Lord  send  Peace. 


GowPEii. 
Judg.  vi,  24. 
el     N  ESUS,  whose  blood  so  freely  stream'd, 

£$      To  satisfy  the  law's  demand  — 
o  By  thee  from  guilt  and  wrath  redeem'dj 

Before  the  Father's  face  we  stand. 
— 2  To  reconcile  offending  man, 

Make  justice  drop  her  angry  rod! 
e  What  creature  would  have  tbrm'd  the  plan) 
Or  who  fulfil  it,  but— a  God* 


HYMN  78,  79,  80,  8f. 


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—3  No  drop  remain?  of  all  the  curse, 

For  wretches  who  deserv'd  the  whole} 

No  arrows  dipt  in  wrath  to  pierce 

The  guilty,  but  returning  soul. 
e  4  Peaoe,  by  such  means-,  so  dearly  bought, 

What  rebfl  could  have  hop'd  to  see? 
f  Peace — by  his  injur' d  Sov'reign  wrought— 

His  Sov'reigu  fasten'd  to  the  tree! 
— 5  Now,  Lord,  thy  feeble  worm  prepare; 

For  strife  with  earth  and  hell  begins; 

Confirm  and  git  d  me  for  the  war; 

They  hate  the  soul  who  hates  his  sins. 
e  6  Let  them  in  horrid  league  agree! 

They  may  assault,  they  may  distress; 
o  But  cannot  quench  thy  love  to  me, 

Nor  lob  me  of  the  Lord  my  peace.  Armley. 

HYMN  78.    C.  M.     Aiihison. 
Thankfulness  for  Providential  Goodness. 
1    ft  &/  HEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
\  ^       My  rising  soul  surveys; 
o  Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
— 2  [Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd 
And  all  my  wants  redress'd, 
When  in  the  silent  womb  1  lay, 

Or  hung  upon  the  breast.] 
S  To  ail  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear; 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 
e  4  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  1  ran, 
o  Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 
5  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 
With  health  renew'd  my  face; 
o  And  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 
o       Reviv'd  my  soul  with  grace. 
j>  6  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gift* 

My  daily  thanks  employ; 
e  Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 

That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 
— 7  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 
O  And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 

The  glorious  theme  renew. 
o  8  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise; 
e  For  O,  eternity's  too  short, 

To  ntler  all  thy  praise.  JFgiriU  2d.  Sunday. 


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HYMN  7tf.     C.  M.     Tat£. 
Encouragement  to  trust  and  love  God. 
Psalm    xxxiv. 
1  njlHROUCHl  all  the  changing  scenes  of 
Jf    In  trouble  aid  in  joy,  [life, 

The  praisejof  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

o  2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 
Till  all  who  are  distress'd, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 
o  3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 
The  dwellings  of  the  just: 
Protection  he  affords  to  all, 

Who  make  his  name  their  traat. 
— 4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
Experience  will  decide, 
How  bless'd  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  confide- in  his  truth. 


e  5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear: 
o  Make  you  his  service  your  delight; 

Your  wante>  shall  be  his  carp.     Swan-urick^ 


i  V  VlN   80.  8  6E.  7.    Hum  v-mj.n  . 

Grateful  Recollection.  1  Sam.  vii,  12. 
1    A     OME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 

\J     Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise, 
o  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above: 
o  Praise  the  mount, — I'm  fix'd  upon  it — 
u       Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 
— 2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thine  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope,  by"  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home, 
e  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand' ring  from  the  fold  of  God; 
o  He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  preeious  blood. 
e  3  O!  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be! 
— Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  letter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  totheer 
e  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it- 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
d  Here's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it; 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above.  Love  Diving 


HYMN  81.    8s.  RippoVs  Col. 
Excellencies  of  Christ. 

I    ff|  OW  shall  i  my  Saviour  set  forth? 
g  I    How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare? 

O  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 

Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are? 
o  His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 

How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace: — 
e  No!  this  is  a  myst'ry  unknown, 
g  2  In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 

For  ever  transcendently  shines; 
e  Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood, 

To  finish  his  gracious  designs: 
p  Though  once  he  was  nail'd  to  the  cross, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free; 
— His  glory  sustained  no  loss, 
g  Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  be. 
— 3  His  wisdom,  his  love,  and  his  pow'r, 

Seem'd  then,  with  each  other  to  vie, 
e  When  sinners  lie  stoop'd  to  restore, 
p  Poor  sinners  condemned  to  die! 
d  He  laid  all  his  grandeur  aside, 

And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay: 

Poor  sinners  he  lov'd,  till  he  died^ 

To  wash  his  pollution  away. 
—4  O  sinner,  believe  and  adore, 

The  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeem; 

No  creature  can  ever  explore 

The  treasu-es  of  goodness  in  him: 
d  Come,  all  ye  who  see  yourselves  lost, 

And  feel  yourselves  burden'd  with  siri9, 

Draw  near,  while  with  terrour  you're  toss'dy 

Believe — and  your  peace  shall  begin. 
— 5  Now,  sinner,  attend  to  his  call, 
d  "Whoso  hath  an  ear  let  him  hear!" 
— He  promises  mercy  to  all, 

Who  feel  their  sad  wants,  far  and  nean 
o  He  riches  has  ever  in  store, 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste: 
o  Here's  pardon,  here's  grace,  yea,  and  more- 
ls Here's  glory  eternal  at  last.     Consolation.- 


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HYMN  82,  83,  84,  85,  86. 


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HYMN  82.    L.  M.    Steele. 
All  Good  in  Christ. 

1  flpjHOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

J[    My  refuge,  my  almighty  friend; — 
e  And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend? 

2  Whither,  ah!  whither  shall  I  go — 
A  wretched  wand'rer  from  ray  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford? 

— 3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 

On  these  my  tainting  spirit  lives; 
o  Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart, 

Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 
—4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine; 
e  While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call: 
o"One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 

My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 
— 5   Thy  name,  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore; 
o  Thfou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care; 
d  Depart  from  thee; —  tis  death — 'tis  more! 

'Tis  endless  ruin — deep  despair! 
e  6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
— Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
o  For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine.  Armley. 


HYMN  83.    L.  M.    Cowper. 

Temptation:  or.  Safety  in  the  Storm. 

d  1  nnHE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
\_    Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, 
e  My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 
— 2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform; 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm! 

Defend  me  from  each  threat'ning  ill, 
d  Control  the  waves — say,  "Peace — be  still !" 
— 8  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hopes  on  thee; 

Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 

Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair, 
e  4  Dangers  of  ev'ry  shape  and  name, 

Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 

Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 

And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 
— 5  Tho'  tempest-toss'd  and  half  a  wreck, 

My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek; 
9  Let  neither  winds,  nor  stormy  rain, 

Force  back  my  shatter'd  bark  again.  Leeds. 

HYMN  84.    7s.    Cowpfr. 
Christ,  the  Refuge  from  the  Stonn* 

J  Dent,  xxxiii,  27. 

ESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly; 
While  the  billow3  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide; 
O  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leave,  ah!  leave  me  not  alone- 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head, 
With  the  shadow  ofthv  wing. 


3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace.  Hotham. 

HYMN  83.     H.  .VI.    Hdntinm.ojj. 
Tesus,  the  Pilot.     Luke  viii,  a'2. 

1     J  ESUS,  at  thy  command, 
99      I  launch  into  the  deep; 
And  leave  my  jiative  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep: 
For.  thee  I  fain  would  all  resigD, 
And  sail  to  heav'n  with  thee  and  thine'; 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise; 
My  compass  is  thy  word; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord! 

1  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  pow'r, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

S  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 

Through  all  my  passage  lie, 

Yet  thou  wiit  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  thine  eye: 
My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boisterous  storm  outride., 

o      4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 
TUe  port  of  endless  rest; 
My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast. 
O  may  I  reach  the  heav'nly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  morel 

e      5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 
And  storms  and  winds  subside; 
Lord,  to  my  succour  fly, 
^  And  keep  me  near  thy  side: 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head, 

0  6  Come,  heav'nly  Wind,  and  blow 

A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me  from  below, 
To  heav'n,  my  desti n'd  plane: 
s  Then  in  full  sail)  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world,  and  sin,  behind. 

Allerton. 

HYMN  86.    L.  M.     Mediet. 

My  Redeemer  livelh.    Jov.  xix,  25. 

1  ««|    KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives;" 

|  What  comforts, this  sweet  sentence  gives; 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever  living  head! 

2  He  lives — triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives — eternally  to  save; 

He  lives — all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives — -exalted  there  on  high. 

3  He  lives — to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives — to  plead  for  me  above; 

He  lives — my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives — to  help  in  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives — to  grant  rne  rich  supplv, 
He  lives— to  guide  me  with  h  s  eye; 
He  lives— to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
Heines — to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

5  He  lives— to  silence  all  my  fears, 
He  lives — to  stoop  and  wipe  my  tears; 
He  lives — to  calm  my  troubled  heart, ' 
He  lives---a!l  blessings  to  impart. 


HYMN  87,  88,  89,  90,  91,  92. 


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6  He  lives— my  kind,  wise  hcav'nly  Friend, 
He  lives — and  loves  me  to  the  end; 

He  lives—and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing, 
He  lives — my  prophet,  priest,  and  king. 

7  He  lives — and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
fie  lives— and  I  shall  conquer  death; 
He  lives— my  mansion  to  prepare, 

H«j  lives— ts  bring  me  safely  there. 
o  8  He  lives — all  glory  to  bis  name! 

He  lives— -my  Jesus,  still  the  same: 
e  O  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
o  "I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives?" 

Castle  Street. _ 

HYMN   ST.     7s.      Madam's  Col. 
Life  and  Strength  in  Christ. , 

1    OON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant, 
Jrj  Still  supply  my  ev'ry  want; 

Tree  of  life,  thine  influence  shed, 

With  thy  sap  my  spirit  feed. 
e  t  Tend'rest  branch,  alas!  am  I, 

Wither  without  thee,  and  die; 

Weak  as  helpless  infancy; 

O  confirm  my  soul  in  theef 

3  Unsustain'd  by  thee,  I  fall 

Send  the  strength  for  which  I  call: 

Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 

Help  I  ev'ry  moment  need. 
— 4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend; 

Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end! 

Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
o  Take  the  everlasting  praise.  Fairfax. 

HYMN  88.    L.  M.    Cowper. 

Jehovah- Jesus. 

X   T«k  *Y  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all, 
i  v  J      My  praise  shall  climb  to  his  abod«; 
d  Thee,  Saviour,  by  that  name  I  call, 

The  great  Supreme,  the  mighty  God. 
— 2  Without  beginning,  or  decline, 

Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense; 
g  Eternal  ages  saw  Him  shine — 

He  shines  eternal  ages  hence. 
«  3  As  much  when  in  the  manger  laid, 
o  Almighty  ruler  of  the  sky; 
— As  when  the  six  day's  work  he  made 
o  Fill'd  all  the  morning  stars  with  joy. 
— 4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears 

Salvation  is  his  dearest  claim; 

That  gracious  sound  well  pleas'd  he  hears, 

And  owns  Emmanuel  fop  his  name, 
a   5  A  cheerful  confidence  I  feel, 

My  well  plac'd  hopes  with  joy  I  see; 

My  bosom  glows  with  heav'nly  zeal, 

To  worship  him  who  died  for  me. 
e,  6  As  ma*i,  he  pities  my  complaint; 
o  His  pow'r  and  truth  are  all  divine; 
— He  will  not  fail,  he  cannot  faint, 
g  Salvation's  Sun,  and  must  be  mine. 

Castle  Street. 

HYMN  89.    L.  M.     Wesley. 

Assuraiice  in  Christ  our  Righteousness. 
Isa.  xiv,  24.  Jer.  xxiii,  6. 

1      JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
Cir    My  beanty  are,  my  glorious  dress; 
o  'Midst  Hairing  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 

With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 
p  2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 

To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies; 
— E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea — 
i  "Jesus  hath  liv'd—  and  dy'd.  for  me!" 


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— 3  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 
Fully,  through  thee,  absolved  I  am, 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame. 
4  Thus  Abraham  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 

o  Saviour  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim— 

e  Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

— 5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
When  ruin'd  nature  sinks  in  years; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

o  6  O  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice; 

o  Now  bid  thy  banish'd  ones  rejoice; 

— Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 

g  "Jesus  the  Lord  our  righteousness." 

Leeds. 


HYMN  90.    C.    M.    Watts. 
Holy  Fortitude:  or,  the  ChHstian  Soldier. 
1     »  Mia  soldier  of  the  cross? 
J\     A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 
-2  Must  1  be  carry'd  to  the  skies, 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease? 
W'hilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 

And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas? 
-3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Most  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  1  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign; 
Increase  my  courage  Lord; 

I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 

They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine, 

In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies — 
The  sjlory  shall  be  thine.  Arundel. 

HYMN  91.     8,  7  St  4.     Robinson. 
God  the  Pilgrim's  Guide.     Ps.  xlviii,  14. 
1    A  ^  U1DE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
\f  Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land; 

1  am  weak  but  thou  art  mighty; 

Hold  me  with  thy  pow'rful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow< 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journej  through: 

Strong  Deliv'rer? 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield*. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 

Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 

Songs  of  praises — 
I  will  ever  sive  to  thee.  Tarn-worth. 


HYMN  92.    L.  P.  ft*.     Addison. 
God  the  Christia?i's  Shepherd.     Ps.  xxiii. 
1   fa  iHE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 

g     And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend- 


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HYMN  93,  94,  93,  9S,  97,  98. 


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e  2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscapes  flow. 

e  3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray; 

— His  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile; 

o  The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  lively  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

o  4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  T  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrours  overspread, 

o  My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  thro'  the  dismal  shade. 

Devotion. 
HVJrtS  93.     L.   M.    Neluham.  • 
Ministry  ofJlngels.     Ps.  xei,  11. 
1    riEE,  Gabriel  swift  descends  to  earth, 

^  Glad  to  foretel  a  Saviour's  birth; 
Hark! — a  full'choir  of  angpls  sing, 
The  new-born  Saviour,  and  the  King. 

e  2  Behold  these  swift-wing'd  envoys  wait 
On  Jesus,  in  his  humble  state; 

p  The  desert  and  the  garden  prove 
Their  glowing  zeal,  their  tender  love. 

O  3  They  saw  the  Conqueror  mount  on  high, 
To  glorious  worlds  beyond  the  sky; 
Escorted  by  a  shinisg  baud, 
To  take  his  place  at  God's  right  hand. 

— 4  Still  are  these  glorious  hosts  above 
Employ 'd  in  messages  of  love; 
On  saints  below  they  cheerful  wait, 
Nor  think  the  work  beneath  their  state. 
5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  living  Friend, 
May  these  thy  servants  me  attend, 
Thro'  life;  and  when  I  quit  this  clay, 
O  Safe  to  thine  arms  my  soul  convey.  Oporto. 


HYMN  94.    C.  M.    Addisok. 
Servants  of  God  always  safe. 
1  ~W\  O  W  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord, 
3  |     How  sure  is  their  defence! 
o  Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 
— 2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 
Supported  by  thy  care; 
Thro'  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 
e  S  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  brokeu  wave, 
o  They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 

Nor  impotent  to  save. 
—4  The  storm  is  laid — the  winds  retire, 
Obedient  to  thy  will: 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still, 
e  5  In  'midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore; 
o  We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
c       And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
— 6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 
Thy  sacrifice  shall  be; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  eur  lot, 
o      Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee.         Devizes. 

HYMN  95.    CM.     Wkslkt. 
Confidence  and  joy  in  God.    Hab.  iii,  17,  18. 
-C  1      A   LTHO'  the    vine  its  fruit  deny, 
J\    Altho'  the  olive  yield  no  oil;* 


The  wlth'rmg  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

The  field  delude  the  tiller's  toil; — 
2  Altho'  the  stall  no  herd  afford, 
p       And  perish  all  the  bleating  race; 
o  Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
s       The  God  of  my  salvation  praise, 
e  3  Tho'  comfortless  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  a  gleam  of  light  appear; 
a  Tho' joy  be  sought,  and  sought  in  vain, 

And  tho'  despair  itself  be  near; — 
p  4  Altho'  assurance  all  be  lost, 

And  blooming  hopes  cut  oft*  I  see; 
o  Yet  will  I  in  rrry  Saviour  trust, 
g      And  glory  that  he  died  for  me.     Pleyel's. 

HYMN  96.    CM.      Madan's  Col. 

Christ  the  Believer's  Song. 

e  1  rj>HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

1^       We  love  to  hear  of  thee; 
— No  musick's  like  thy  charming  name, 

Nor  hal!  so  sweet  can  be. 
e  2  O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  raerey  to  us  speak; 
o  And  in  our  Priest  will  we  rejoiee, 

1  hou  great  Melchisedeck. 
—3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay; 
o  We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

W'hen  all  things  else  decay. 

— 4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud. 

With  all  the  favour'd  throng; 
s  Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 

And  Christ  shall  be  our  song.            Zion. 
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HYMN  97.    7s.    Maban's  Col. 
Jldieu  to  the  vain  World. 
d  1  "¥"170RLD,  adieu!  thou  real  cheat; 
|T      Oft  have  thy  deceitful  charms 

Fill'd  my  heart  with  fond  conceit, 

Foolish  hopes  and  false  alarms; 
— Now  Isee  as  clear  as  day, 

How  thy  follies  pass  away, 
e  2  Vain,  thy  entertaining  sights; 

False,  thy  promises  renew'd; 

All  the  pomp  of  thy  delights 

Does  but  flatter  and  delude: 

Thee  I  quit  for  heav'n  above, 

Object  of  the  noblest  love. 
— 3  Let  not,  Lord,  my  wand'ring  mind. 

Follow  after  fleeting  toys, 

Since  in  thee  alone  I  find, 

Solid  and  substantial  joys:-— 
o  Joys  that  never  overpast, 

Through  eternity  sha.ll  last, 
e  4  Lord,  how  happy  is  a  heart, 

After  thee  while  it  aspires! 
—True  and  faithful  as  thou  art, 

Thou  shall  answer  its  desires: 
g  It  shall  see  the  glorious  scene 

Of  thine  everlastiug  reign.  St.  John's, 


HYMN  93.    7  &  6.    Madan's  Col. 
The  Pilgrim's  Song. 
o  1  T|  ISR,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. 
JTl    Thy  better  portion  trace; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 
Tpw'rds  heav'n  thy  native  place 
p  Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove: 
s  Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away, 
To  seats  prepaid  abov". 


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HYMN  99,  1G0,  101,  102. 


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—2  Rivers  trt  the  ocean  run, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun; 
Both  speed  them  to  their  source: 
e  So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 
d  3  Cease  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
o  Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
e  Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  he  giv'n, 
o  All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heav'n. 

Amsterdam. 

HYMN  99.     10-&  11.  Straphan. 
View  of  Heaven,    Rev.  xxii,  1 — 5. 

1  g  kN  wings  of  faith  monnt  up  my  soul, 
"  Jf        and  rise, 

View  mine  inheritance  beyond  the  skies; 
Nor  heart  can  think,  nor  mortal  tongue 

can  tell,  [dwell: 

What  endless   pleasure  in  those  mansions 
There  my  Redeemer  lives,  all  bright  and  glo- 
rious, ftorious. 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  \ic- 

2  No  gnawing  grief,  no  sad  heart-rending  pain 
In  that  bless  d  country  can  admission  gain; 
No  sorrow  there,  no  soul-tormenting  fear, 
For  God's  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  falling 

There  my  Redeemer  lives,  &c.  [tear. 

3  Before  the  throne  a  crystal  river  glides, 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  sides; 
There  the  fair  tree  of  life  majestic  rears 
Its  blooming  head, and  sov'reign  virtue  bears 

There  roy  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

4  No  rising  sun  his  endless  beams  displays, 
No  sickly  moon  emits  her  feeble  rays; 
The  Godhead  there  celestial  glory  sheds, 
Th'  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  spreads: 

There  my  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

5  One  distant  glimpse  my  eager  passion  fires! 
Jesus,  to  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires! 
When  shall  I  at  my  heavenly  home  arrive— 
Wheu  leave  this  earth,  and  when  begin  to 

live? 
For  there  my  Saviour  is  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns    vic- 
torious. Walworth. 


HYMN  100.    7s.    Humphreys. 
Privileges  of  Adoption.     1  John  iii,  1,  2. 

1  O  LESSED  are  the  sons  of  God; 

ig  They  are  bought  with  Christ's  own 
They  are  ransom'd  from  the  grave;    [blood; 
Liife  eternal  they  shall  have: 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

2  God  did  love  them  in  his  Son, 
Long  before  the  world  begun; 
They  the  seal  of  this  receive, 
When  on  Jesus  they  believe: 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  are  justify  'd  by  grace; 
Thej  enjoy  a  sol  id  peace; 

All  their  sins  ai"  wash'd  awav; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day: 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 


4  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace, 

In  the  works  of  righteousness; 

They  are  harmless,  meek,  and  mild, 

Holy,  blameless,  undefil'd: 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Here,  and  in  eternity. 
o  5  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 

Children  of  an  heav'nly  birth; 

One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one; 

Glory  is  in  them  begun: 
g  With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Here,  and  in  eternity.  St.  John's. 

HYMN  101.    8s.    Francis. 
Supreme  Love  to  Christ . 

1  Tl  MY  gracious  Kedeemer  I  love, 
J\X    His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim^ 

And  join  with  the  armies  above, 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

To  gaze  on  his  gloiy  divine, 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ — 

To  feel  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 
e  2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood; 

My  seul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
— To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell; 
o  To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing; 
g  To  view  with  eternal  delight, — 

My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King, 
e  3  In  Mesech  as  yet  I  reside — 

A  darksome  and  restless  abode! 

Melested  with  foes  on  each  side, 

And  longing  to  dwell  with  my  God. 
e  O  when  shall  my  spirit  exchange 

This  cell  of  corruptible  clay, 

For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 

Through  realms  of  ineffable  day! 
— 4  My  glorious  Redeemer,  I  long 

To  see  thee  descend  on  the  cloud, 

Amidst  the  bright  numberless  throng, 

And  mix  with  the  triumphant  crowd. 
e  O  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  ascend, 

To  join  in  thy  praises  above — 

To  gaze  on  thee — world  without  end, 

And  feast  on  thy  ravishing  love? 
— 5  Nor  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain. 

Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 

Shall  ever  molest  me  again, 

Perfection  of  glory  reigns  there, 
o  This  soul  and  this  body  shall  shine, 

In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise, 

And  banquet  on  pleasures  divine, 

Where  God  his  full  beauty  displays. 
d  6  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 

Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey; 

Your  pomps  are  but  shadow  s  and  sounds, 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away: 
o  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 

Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine; 
g  My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 

My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine.  Consolation. 


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HYMN  102.     5  &  6. 
Praise  for  Salvation. 


,UR  Saviour  alone, 
1  9    The  Lord  let  us  bless 
Who  reigns  on  his  throne, 
The  Prince  of  our  peace; 
Who  evermore  saves  us, 
By  shedding  his  blood: 
o  All  hail,  holy  Jesus, 

Our  Lord  and  our  God! 


Select. 

—  2  We  thankfully  sing 
Thy  glory  and  praise, 
Thou  merciful  spring 
Of  pity  anil  grace: 

—Thy  kindness  for  ever 
To  men  we  will  tell; 

o  And  say,  our  dear  Saviour 
Redeem'd  us  from  hell. 

—  3  Preserve  us  in  love. 
While  here  we  abide: 
O  never  remoTe 

Thy  presence,  nor  hide 
Thy  glorious  salvation; 
o        Till  each  of  us  see, 
With  joy,  the  bless'd  vision 
Completed  in  thee! 


HYMN  103,  104,  105,  106. 


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HYMN  103.    S.  M.      Hammond. 
Song  of  Moses  andt/ie  Lamb.  Rev.  xv,  3. 

1      t  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
j\_     Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
O    Wake,  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue, 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
e      2  Sing  of  his  dying  love; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power; 
— Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
e      For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 
—    3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue; 
Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspires  our  song, 
o       4  Sing  on  your  heav'nly  way, 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  sing; 
a  Sing  on,  rejoicing  ev'ry  day, 

In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 
e      5  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 
d       "Ye  blessed  children  come;" 
—Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 

And  take  his  wand'rers  home, 
o  6  Soon  shall  our  raptur'd  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim; 
g  And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.         Nativity. 


HYMN  104.     7s. 
The  Christian's  Song. 

I   |~N  RATEFUL  notes  and  numbers  bring, 
\Jf    While  Jehovah's  praise  we  sing; 
g  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  ador'd. 
— 2  Men  on  earth,  and  saints  above, 

Sing  the  great  Redeemer's  love; 

Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail; 
o  Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail! 
e  3  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear 
— Our  humble  hallelujahs  hear; 
o  Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 

When  with  saints  we  stand  and  sing. 
— 4  Lead  us  to  that  blissful  state, 

Where  thou  rgign'st  supremely  great: 
e  Look  with  pity  from  thy  throne, 

Send  the  Holy  Spirit  down. 
— 5  While  on  earth  ordain'd  to  stay, 

Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way; 

Till  we    co  ne  to  reign  with  thee, 

And  thy  glorious  greatness  see. 
o  0  Then  with  angels  we'll  again 
■u  Wake  a  louder,  louder  strain; 
s  Therp  m  joyful  songs  of  praise, 

We'll  our  grateful  voices  raise. 


— 7  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be, 

There  all  shall  join  sweet  harmony, 
g  That  thro'  heav'n's  all  spacious round> 

Thy  praise,  O  God,  may  ever  sound. 

Lord  th/  mercies  never  fail; 

Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail! 

Redeeming  Love. 


HYMN  105.    L.   M.    Cowt'Eti. 
Character,  Dignity,    and  Happiness    of  the 

Christian. 
1  TJ  ONOUR  and  happiness  unite, 

|"|  To  make  the  Christian's  name  a  praise: . 
How  fair  the  scene,  how  clear  the  light, 
That  fills  the  remnant  of  his  days? 

2  A  kingly  character  he  bears; 

No  change  his  priestly  ofilce  knows; 
Unfading  is  the  crown  he  wears; 
His  joys  can  never  reach  a  close. 

3  Adorn'd  with  glory  from  on  high, 
Salvation  shines  upon  his  face; 

His  robe  is  of  th'  etherial  dye, 
His  steps  are  dignity  and  grace-. 

4  lnferiour  honours  he  disdains, 

Nor  stops  to  iake  applause  from  earth; 
The  King  of  kings  himself  maintains 
The  expenses  of  his  heav'nly  birth. 

5  The  noblest  creature  seen  below, 
Ordain'd  to  fill  a  throne  above! 
God  gives  him  all  he  can  bestow— 
His  kingdom  of  eternal  love! 

6  My  soul  is  ravish'd  at  the  thought — 
Methinks  from  earth  I  see  hiiu  rise; 
Angels  congratulate  his  lot, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies!   Ofmrta. 


HYMN  10G.    5  k  6.    Mahal's  Cot. 
God's  Servants  should  praise  and  extol  him. 

1    'E/E  servants  of  God, 

g       Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 
His  wonderful  name; 
The  name  ail  victorious 

Of  .lesus  extol; 
His  kingdom  is  gloriou::, 

And  rules  over  all. 

g      2  God  ruleth  on  high, 
Almighty  to  save; 
And  still  he  is  nigh, 
His  presence  we  have:. 
The  great  congreg:  tion 

His  triumph  shall  slug, 
Ascribing  salvation 
To  Jesus  our  King. 

o      3  Saltation  to  God 

Who  sits  on  the  throne  — 

Let  all  cry  aloud 

And  honour  the  Son: 
Our  Jesus's  praises 

The  angels  proclaim; 
Fall  down  on  their  faces 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

e      4  Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right; 
o       All  glnry  and  prtu  er, 

\ud  wisdom  and  might: 
g  All  honour  R'«\  blessing 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love.  Wtslei f. 


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HYMN  107,  108,  109,  110,  111. 


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HYMN  107.    6  Sc  4.     Madaw's  Col. 
Invocation   to  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit 

1  g  iOME,  thoa  Almighty  King, 
S  )  Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise! 

Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  uf, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall! 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  b"  made, 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'tf: 

Lord,  hear  our  call! 

3  Come,  thou,  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  prayer  attend! 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success!; 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend! 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour! 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  pow'r. 
g  5  To  the  great  One  in  Thhee, 
The  highest  praises-  he, 

Hence  evermore! 
His  sovereign  majesty, 
51  ay  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore!  Trinity. 

HYMN10S.    L.  M.     DonDiiiDiiE. 

'Hie    Sinner   weighed  and   found    wanting. 

ban.  iv,  27. 

1  "H~"g  A ISE,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine 
H    eye- 
Behold  Cod's  balance  lifted  high! 

There  shall  his  justice  be  display 'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 

2  See  in  one  scale  his  perfect  law; 
Mark  with  what  force  ils  precepts  draw: 

e  Would'st  thou  the  awful  test  sustain? — 

d  Thy  works  bow  light!  thy  thoughts  how  vain! 

— 3  Behold  the  hand  of  Cod  appears, 

To  trace  those   dreadful  characters; 
d  "Tekel — thy  soul  is  wanting  found, 

"And  wrath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground." 
e  4  Let  sudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace; 

Let  herrour  shake  thy  tott'ring  knees; 
p  '1  hro'  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 

And  deep  repentance  melt  tlij  soul. 
— 5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail — 

Christ  has  a  weight  to  turn  the  scale; 
o  Still  does  the  gospel  publish  peace, 

And  shew  a  Saviour's  righteousness. 
— 6  Great  Cod,  exert  thy  pow'r  to  save, 

Deep  on  the  heart  these  truths  engra\e; 

The  pond'rous  toad  of  guilt  remove, 

That  trembling  lips  may  sing  thy  love. 

Habijloh. 

HYMN  109.    7s.     Newton. 
Sinner,  prepare  to  meet  Cod. 
c    1    QlNNER,  art  thou  still  secure? 
iT^     Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray: 
Can  thv  heart   or  hand  endure, 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  da\ '. 


d  2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  brae'd, 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow! 
e  For  hisjudgment  stand  prepar'd — 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 
g  S  At  his  presence  nature  shakes. 

Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee; 

Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax: 
p  What  will  then  become  of  thee! 
e  4  Who  his  advent  may  abide? 
— You  who  glory  in  your  shame, 

Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapp'd  in  flame: 

5  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace: 
Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath; 
And  our  souls  be  calf  d  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Listen  to  the  gospel  voice; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above; 

Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys.     Fairfax. 
HYMN  1 10    C.  VI.     Fawcett. 
Sinner  »intreated  to  forsake  their  ways.  Isa.  I  v,7. 

1  OlNNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
e        O     N's  mercy  speaks  to-day; 

— He  calls  you  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace; 

A  thousand  stings  within  your  breastj 

Deprive  your  souls  of  ease, 
e  3  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travail  all  your  days, 

To  reap  immortal  woe! 

o  4  But  he  who  turns  to  God  shall  live, 
Through  his  abounding  grace: 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
Of  those  who  seek  his  face. 

— 5  Bew  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 

And  learn  his  will  divine, 
o  C  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  tho'ts; 

He  pardons  like  a  God; 
o  He  will  forgive  vour  numerous  faults 

Thro*  a  Redeemer's  blood.     Bishopsgate . 


HYMN  111.     8,  7  &  4.     Allen. 
Sinners  entreated  to  hear. 

1    C<INNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 
J^      Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
e  Every  sentence — O  how  tender! 

—    Every  line  is  full  of  love; 
a  Listen  to  it  — 

o      Every  line  is  full  of  love. 
— 2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  king  proclaim, 
o  To  each  rebel  sinner — "Pardon, 

"Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 
e  How  important! 

d  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name! 
— 3  Tempi  ed  souls,  they  bring  you  succour; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears; 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 

Chase  away  the  falling  tears: 
e  Tender  heralds — 

o  Chase  away  the  falliug  tears. 
— 4  False  professors,  grovelling  worldlings, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word, 

While  the  messengers  address  you, 

Take  the  warnings  they  afford; 
e  We  entreat  you, 

d  Take  the  warnings  thev  afford' 


IIYMN  112,  113,  114,  115,  11G,  117. 


Select 

e  5  Who  hath  our  report  believed? 

Who  receivM  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embrac'd  the  news  of  pardon, 

Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord? 
p  Can  you  slight  it — 

Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord! 
— 6  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
p      Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 

Tidings  bear  without  delay: 
s  Rebel  sinners 

Glad  the  message  will  obey.  Littleton. 

HYMN   112.     7s.      Decouusey. 

Burdened  Sinners  invited  to  Christ.    Matt. 

ix,  23. 

1  |"  'OME,  ye  weary  souls  opprest, 
\J  Find  in  Christ  the  promis'd  rest; 

On  him  all  your  burdens  roll, 

He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

2  Ye  who  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood: 
To  the  Son  of  David  cry, 

In  his  word  he's  passing  by. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor,  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find; 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 

Now  accept  the  proffer'd  bliss.       Fairfax. 


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HYMN  113.     8s  IS  7s.    Turner. 
Suppliant  Address  to  the  Saviour.  Markx,  43. 
1     "BESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 

if    Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation; 
p       See ,  1  languish,  faint,  and  die. 
e  2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 
Overwhelm'd  with  helpless  grief — 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting — 
Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief! 
e  3  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying, 
But  to  him  who  comfort  gives? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives? 
—8  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  sealed, 
Hangs  my  everlasting  all; 
Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 
Stay,  O  stay  me,  lest  I  fall! 
e  9  In  the  world  of  endless  ruin. 

Let  it  never,  Lord,  be  said, 
d  "Here's  the  soul  that  perish'd,  suing 

"For  the  boasted  Saviour's  aid!" 
o  10  Sav,d — the  deed   shall  spread  new  glory 

Thro'  the  shining  realms  above; 
3  Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 

All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love.      Calvary. 

HYMN  114.    L.  M.    Doddridge. 

Vision  of  the  Dry  Bones.    Ezek.  xxxiv,  3. 

1   T   OOlv  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
l_J    See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie; 

Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 

And  scatters  slaughter'd  millions  round. 
e  2  Andean  these  mould'ring  corpses  live, 

And  can  these  perish'd  bones  revive? 
— That,  mighty  God,   to  thee  is  known; 

That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain, 

To  prophesy  upon  the  slain — 
e  In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
— Till  thine  al. nighty  aid  is  nigh. 
o  4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death; 

Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice; 

The}'  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 


>  :>  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 
Shall  shake  the  heavens,  and  rendthe  ground, 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies    Geneva* 

HYMN  115.    C.  M.     Wallin. 
Converting  Grace.     Ps.  xlv,  3 — 5. 
1    *  f  AIL,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine, 

S|      Is  ihy  victorious  sword! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign, 
At  thy  commanding  word, 
e  2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give#_ 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart; 
o  Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 

And  joy  succeeds  to  smart, 
g  3  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh, 
Ride  with  majestic  sway; 
Go  forth,  great  Prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 
— 4  And  when  thy  vict'ries  are  complete. 
And  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  mercy  meet, 
To  sing  thy  conquering  grace; — 
e  5  O  may  my  humble  soul  be  found, 

Among  that  favour'd  band; 
o  And  1  with  them  thy  praise  will  sound, 
Throughout  Emmanuel's  land       J\lear. 

HYMN    U6.    L.  M. 

Revival  of  Religion  hoped  for. 
e  1   \\ /HlLE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way, 

*  j     To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
— Methought  1  heard  the  Saviour  say, 
g  Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 
— 2  "Tho'  for  a  time  I  hide  my  face, 
"Rely  upon  my  love  and  nower: 
"Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
"And  wait  for  a  reviling  hour. 

o  3  "Take  down  thy  long  neglected  harp, 

"I've  seen  thy    tears,  and  heard  thy   prayer;- 
e  "The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 
o  "But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 
— 4  Lord,  I  obey — my  hopes  revive; 
o  Come,  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  andsiug, 
0  Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 

For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring.    Vnth. 

HYMN  117.    C.    M.    Doodridgl. 

God's  regard  to    the  actively   Pious.    Matt, 
hi,  16,  17. 
1  fB^HE  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  dowu^ 

j[      From  his  celestial  throne; 
And  whet)  the  wicked  swarm  around, 
He  well  discerns  his  own. 
e  2  He  sees  the  tender  hearts,  that  moura 
The  scandals  of  the  times; 
And  join  their  efforts  to  oppose, 
The  wide  prevailing  crimes. 
— 3  Low  in  the  social  band  he  bows 
His  still  attentive  ear; 
And,  while  his  angels  sing  aroundr 
Delights  their  voice  to  hear. 

o  4  The  chronicles  of  heaven  shall  keep 
Their  words  in  transcript  fair; 
In  the  Redeemer's  book  of  life, 
Their  names  recorded  are. 
d  5  "Yes,"   saith    the    Lord,   "the  world  shall 
"These  humble  souls  are  mine:         [know 
"These,  when  my  jewels  I  produce, 

"Shall  in  full  lustre  shine. 
8  "When  deluges  of  fiery  wrath 

"My  foes  away  shall  bear; 
"That  hand  which  strikes  the  wicked  thro', 
"Shall  all  my  children  spare."      Plymouth. 


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HYMN  118,  119, 


HYMN  118.    C.  M. 

Revival  of  Religion  seen. 
1    ¥  J  ARK.!  hear  the   sound,   on  earth  'tis 

J  J     My  soul  delights  to  hear    [found — 
Of  dying  love  that  s  from  above, 

Of  pardon  bought  most  dear. 
o  2  Young  converts  sing,  and  praise  their  king 

And  bless  God's  holy  name; 
Whilst  older  saints  leave  their  complaints, 

And  joy  to  join  the  theme. 
— 3  Convinc'd  of  sin,  men  now  begin 

To  call  upon  the  Lord, 
e  Trembling  they  pray,  and  mourn  the  day, 

In  which  they  scorn'd  his  word. 
o  4  God's  chariot  rolls,  and  frights  the  souls 

Of  those  who  hate  the  truth; 
e  And  saints  in  prayer,  cry,  'Lord,  draw  near, 

Have  mercy  on  the  youth.' 
—5  Pour  down  a  shower,  of  thy  great  power, 

On  every  aching  heart; 
On  all  who  try,  and  humbly  cry, 

That  they  may  have  a  part. 
o  6  Come  sinners,  all,  hear  now  God's  call, 

And  pray  with  one  accord! 
s  Saints,  raise  your  songs, — with  joyful  tongues, 

To  hail  th'  approaching  Lord.         Sunday- 


120,  121,  122,  123.  Select, 

— 5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  I  love; 
g  Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 

In  brighter  worlds  above.  Abridge.  Barby, 


HYMN   119.     L.  P.  M.    Doddridge. 

Efficacy  of  God's  Word.    Jer.  xxiii,  29. 
e  I  Miff  TTFH  rev'rend  awe,  tremendous  Lord, 
ff      We  hear  the  thunders  of  thy  word; 
o  The  pride  of  Lebanon  it  breaks: 
o  Swift  the  celestial  fire  descends, 

The  flinty  rock  in  pieces  rends, 
g  And  earth  to  its  deep  centre  shakes. 
— 2  Array'd  in  majesty  divine, 

Here  sanctity  and  justice  shine, 
e  And  horrour  strikes  the  rebel  thro'; 
g  While  loud  this  awful  voice  makes  known 

The  wonders  which  thv  sword  hath  done, 
a  And  what  thy  vengeance  yet  shall  do. 
o  3  So  spread  the  honours  of  thy  name; 
g  The  terrours  of  a  God  proclaim; 
— Thick  let  the  pointed  arrows  fly; 
e  Till  sinners,  humbled  in  the  dust, 

Shall  own  the  execution  just, 
— And  bless  the  hand  by  which  they  die. 
\>  4  Then  clear  the  dark  tempestuous  day, 

And  radiant  beams  of  love  display, 

Each  prostrate  soul  let  mercy  raise: 
e  So  shall  the  bleeding  captives  feel, 

Thy  wor  I,  that  gave  the  wound,  can  heal, 
o  And  change  their  notes  to  songs  of  praise. 
Sheffield. 

HYMN   120.    C.  M.    Cowper. 

Light  and  Glory  of  the  Word. 

1  fpilK  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

|     And  brings  the  truth  to  light; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 
g       Majestic  like  the  sun; 

—--It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 

d       It  gives — but  borrows  none. 

— 3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat; 
o  His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, 

They  rise  but  never  set. 
o  4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display; 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine, 

Willi  beams  of  heav'uly  day. 


HYMN  121.     7s.    Niwroif. 
Sabbath  Morning. 

1  ^AFELY  through  another  week, 
^  God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 

Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to  day: 
o  Day  of  all  the  week  the  best* 

Emblem  of  eternal  rest! 
— 2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemers  name; 
e  Shew  thy  reconciling  face — 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame: 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 

May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 
— 3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise;," 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near: 

May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 

Here  afford  us  Lord,  a  taste 

Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound; 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints: 
o  Thus  letall  our  Sabbaths  prove, 

Till  we  join  the  church  above.    St.  John's. 


HYMN  122.    H.  M.    Haywahd. 

Sabbath  JHor?iitig. 
1  Y*TELCOME,  delightful  morn, 
\j     Thou  day  of  sacred  rest; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return, 
e       Lord  make  these  moments  blest. 
— From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
o  I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 
— 2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 
And  fill  his  throne  of  grace; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  face: 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quiek'ning  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

o  3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quiek'ning  powers; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours: 

o  Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  indulg'd  in  vain.    JBethesdui 

HYMN  123.    C.  M.  Decocbcet's  Coi. 

The  Lord's  Day. 
1  rilHE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise, 

j       In  concert  with  the  blest, 
Who,  joyful,  in  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  an  endless  rest. 
e  2  Lord,  may  we  still  remember  thee, 

And  more  in  knowledge  grow; 
— And  may  we  more  of  glory  see, 

While  waiting  here  below, 
o  3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  display'd, 
g  By  God  the  Eternal  v    ord,  than  when 

This  universe  was  made, 
o  4  He  rises,  who  our  souls  hath  bought, 
e       With  grief  and  pain  extreme: 
g  'Twas  great-to  speak  the  world  from  noughf- 
'Twas  greater—to  redeem,     Sunday 


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HYMN  124. 


HYMN  124,  125,  126,  127,  128. 


129 


C.  M.    Williams. 

Devotion. 


C  *    VlTHlLSTthee  I  seek,protccting  Power! 

t  ▼       Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd; 
— And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 
e  2  Thy  love  the  power  of  tho't  bestew'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 
o  Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd; 

That  mercy  I  adore. 
— 3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
e      Thy  ruling  hand  I  see! 
e  Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
—    Because  conferr'd  by  thee, 
o  4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 
e      In  every  pain  I  bear, 
o  My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
e      Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
O  5  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
e  Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  Iow'r, 

My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
—6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see; 
o  My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 

That  heart  will  rest  on  thee.      Hymn  %d. 

HYMN  125.    C.  M.    Newtos. 
Social  Worship. 

1  £^l  LORD,  our  languid  aouls  inspire., 
"  f  For  here  we  trust  thou  art! 

Send  down  a  coal  of  heav'nly  fire, 
To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 

2  Shew  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
Our  fainting  hope  to  raise; 

And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  praise, 
And  love  and  concord  dwell; 

e  Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  peace, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
The  humble  mind  bestow; 

e  And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

To  make  our  graces  grow. 
--5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers; 
e  And,  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 

Unbosom  all  our  cares. 
o  6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Enfore'd  by  mighty  grace, 
Awaken  many  sinners  round, 

To  come  and  fill  the  place.       St.  Jinn?*. 


HYMN  12#.    7s.     Rirro*. 
Jl  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  T  ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
|^i    At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 

e  O  do  not  our  suit  disdain! 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend; 
In  compassion,  now  descend; 

— Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace; 
o  Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 
. — 3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
a  Now  we  6eek  thee,  here  we  stay; 

Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 

Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

—4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word; 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart, 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart, 

ir 


e  5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 
Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up, 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

— 6  Grant  that  all  may  seek,  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind: 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee.  Fairfax. 


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HYMN  127.    8  &  7.    Madan's  Col.    . 
Love  Divine. 
OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling! 
4  Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  thy  numble  dwelling: 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
e  Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion! 

Pure,  unbounded  love,  thou  art! 
o  Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 
a  2  Breathe,  O  breathe,  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast! 
e  Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 
—►Take  away  the  power  of  sinning-, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be; 
o  End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 
— 3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive! 
Suddenly  return — and  never — 
e       Never  more  thy  tcmple3  leave! 
— Then  v,e  would  be  always  blessing-, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above; 
o  Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 
— 4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation;, 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restor'd  by  thee: 
g  Chang'd  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place; 
e  Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
a      Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise! 

Love  Divine, 

HYMN  128.    C.  M.    Cowpeh. 
See  din  different  Grounds.    Matt,  xiii,  3> 

1  "WTE  sons  of  earth,  prepare  the  plough, 
j[    Breakup  your  fallow  ground; 

The  sower  is  gone  forth  to  sow, 
And  scatter  blessings  round. 

2  The  seed  that  finds  a  3tony  soil, 
Shoots  forth  a  hasty  blade; 

But  ill  repays  the  sower's  toil, 
Soon  wither'd,  scorch'd,  and  dead.   • 

3  The  thorny  ground  is  sure  to  balk 
All  hopes  of  harvest  there; 

We  find  a  tall  and  sickly  stalk, 
Bat  not  the  fruitful  ear. 

4  The  beaten  path  and  highway  side 
Receive  the  trust  in  vain; 

The  watchful  birds  the  prey  divide, 
And  pick  up  all  the  grain. 

o  5  But  where  the  Lord  of  grace  and  power; 

Has  bless'd  the  happy  field; 
How  plenteous  is  the  golden  store, 

The  deep  wrought  furrows  yield! 
e  6  Father  of  mercies,  wc  have  need 

Of  thy  preparing  grace; 
— Let  the  same  hand  that  gives  the  seed, 

Provide  a  fruitful  place.  Heading. 


ISO 


HYMN  129,  130,  131,  132,  133,  134,  135. 


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HYMN  129.  L.  M.    Habt. 
Close  of  Worship. 

1  T^ISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
|i  Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word; 

All  that  lias  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good; 
Wash  all  our  works  iu  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  fetter'd  soul  release, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace.        Sicilian. 
"       HYMN  130.     L.  M.     Ntwios. 
Close  of  Worship. 

1  PinHE  peace  which  God  alone  reveals, 

I    And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels, 
Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts. 

2  And  lttay  the  holy  Three  in  One, 
The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down, 

Ou  ev'ry  soul  assembled  here.      Portugal. 


HYMN  131.    C.  M.    Gibboa's. 

Close  of  Worship. 

1  "T^T  OW  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
_[^j      Who,  from  tlv*  imprison'd  grave, 

liestor'd  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Omnipotent  to  save; — 

2  Through  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood, 
Which  he  on  Calv'ry  spilt, 

To  make  th'  eternal  cov'nant  sure, 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built; — 

3  Perfect  our  souls  in  ev'ry  grace, 
T'  accomplish  all  his  will; 

And  all  that  s  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Inspire  us  to  fulfil! 

4  For  the  great  Mediator's  sake, 
We  every  blessing  pray; 

g  With  glory  let  his   name   be  crown'd, 

Through  heav'n's  eternal  day.  Hymn  Id. 
HYMN  13*.    H.  to.    ToiLAur. 
Jubilee. 
6      1  TTfc  LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
JLJ>  The  gladly  solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound: 
V  The  year  of  jubilee  is  oome, 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home! 

—  2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
C       The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 

—  Redemption  by  his  blood, 
Through  all  the  world  proclaim: 

o  The  year,  £tc. 

e       3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught, 
The  heritage  above; 

—  Come,  take  it  back  tinbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love: 

Q  The  year,  &e. 

—  4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive; 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live: 
o         The  year,  &c. 

—  5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear 
The  news  of  pard'ning  grace;' 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face: 

The  year,  fctc. 
— ■»    6  Jesus,  our  great  high  priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest; 
Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad: 
s  The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  homeUWerton. 


HYMN  133.    C.  M. 
The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  FEATHER  of  all,  we  bow  to  thee, 
fj      Who  dwell'st  in  heav'n  ador'd; 

But  present  still  through  all  thy  works, 
The  universal  Lord. 

2  Forever  hallowed  be  thy  name, 
By  all  below  the  skies; 

And  may  thy  kingdom  still  advance, 
Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 

3  Thy  glorious  purpose,  Lord,  fulfil; 
Let  all  thy  glory  see; 

And,  as  in  heaven  thy  will  is  done, 
On  earth  so  let  it  be. 

4  Our  wants  with  every  morning  grow, 
With  food  these  wants  supply; 

And  on  our  souls  the  Biiead  bestow 
To  eat — and  never  die! 

5  Our  sins  before  thee  we  confess; 
O  may  they  be  forgiven! 

As  wc  to  others  mercy  shew, 
We  mercy  beg  of  heaven. 

6  Still  let  thy  grace  our  life  direct; 
From  evil  guard  our  way; 

And  m  temptation's  fatal  path, 

Permit  us  not  to  stray.  j 

7  For  thine's  the  power,  the  kingdom  thine, 
All  glory's  due  to  thee: 

Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 

And  thine  shall  ever  be.  Zion.  Hymn  Id. 

HYMN  134.    L.  M.     Cowper. 
Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

1  "^MifHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 

T  ▼       In  coming  to  a  mercy  seat! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  dark'ned  cloud  withdraw 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw; 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright; 
And  Satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 
:  4  While  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide., 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side; 
But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words?  Ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain; 
And  fill  a  fellow-creature's  ear, 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
"Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

.flvmley. 

HYMN  135.     7s.  Newtos. 
Power  of  Prayer. 

1  "H  N  themselves  as  weak  as  worms, 

\   How  can  poor  believers  stand, 
When  temptations,  foes,  and  storms, 
Press  them  close  on  every  hand? 

2  Weak  indeed  they  feel  they  are, 
But  they  know  the  throne  of  grace; 
And  the  God,  who  answers  prayer, 
Helps  them  when  they  seek  his  face. 

3  Though  the  Lord  awhile  delay, 
Succour  they  at  length  obtain; 

He  who  taught  their  hearts  to  pray. 
Will  not  let  them  cry  in  vani. 


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HYMN  136,   137,  138,  139,  140,   141. 


131 


4  Wrestling  prayer  can  wonders  do, 
Bring  relief  in  deepest  straits; 
Prayer  can  force  a  passage  through 
Iron  bars  and  brazen  gates.  Fairfax. 

HYMN  136.     C.  M.  Sthblk. 
Public  fast.    Joel  i,  14. 
1   C;EE,  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

J^     Thy  mourning  people  bend! 
'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

e  2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand 

Thy  dreadful  powers  display; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 

And  still  we  live  to  pray. 
p  3  How  cbangM,  alas!  are  truths  divine, 

For  errour,  guilt,  and  shame! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 

Disgrace  the  Christian  name. 
— 4  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 

And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
O  5  Then,  should  insulting  foes  invade, 

We  shall  not  sink  in  fear; 
o     Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 

When  God,  our  God,  is  near.    Bangor. 


HYMN  139.      L.  M. 
Fast:  God's  C'ontrovers 


Doddridge. 
Mio.  vi,  1 — 3. 


HYMN  137.    C.  M.    Scott. 
Public  Fast.    Gen.  xviii,  23 — 32. 

1  W THEN  Abrah'm  full  of  sacred  awe, 

*  J     Before  Jehovah  stood; 
And,  with  a  humble  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  suedt — 

2  With  what  success,  what  wond'rous  grace1 — 
Was  his  petition  crown'd! 

The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  that  place. 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  eould  a  single  holy  squI, 
So  rich  a  boon  obtain? 

e  G  reat  God,  and  sliall  a  nation  pray, 

And  plead  with  thee  in  vain? 
o    4  Still  we  are  thine — we  bear  thy  name; 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode; 

•  Long  has  thy  presence  bless'd  our  land — 

•  Forsake  us  not,  O  God!  Wantage. 

HYMN  138.    L.  M.     Doddridge. 
Public  Fast.     Ezek.  ix,  4 — 6. 
el  f\  KIGHTEOUS  God.thou  judge  supreme, 

%J  We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name; 

And  all  our  crying  guilt  we  own, 

In  dust  and  tears  before  thy  throne. 
'  e  2  So  manifold  our  crimes  have  been, 

Such  crimson  tincture  dyes  our  sin, 

That,  could  we  all  its  horrours  knew, 

Our  streaming  eyes  with  blood  might  flow. 
e  3  Estranged  from  reverential  awe, 

We  trample  on  thy  sacred  law: 
p  And  though  such  wonders  grace  has  done, 

Anew  we  crucify  thy  Son. 
e  4  Justly  might  this  polluted  land 

Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand; 
a  And  bath'di'n  heaven,  thy  sword  might  come, 

To  drink  our  blo.xl,  and  seal  our  doom. 
e  5  Yet  hast  thou  not  a  remnant  here, 

Whose  souls  are  fill'd  with  pious  fear? 

O  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigh, 

While  prostrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie. 
p  C  Behold  their  tears,  attend  their  moan, 

Nor  turn  away  their  secret  groan: 

With  these  we  join  our  humble  prayer; 

Our  nattonshield,  our  country  spare.  Worship 


lei    |    ISTEN,  ye  hills;  ye  mountains  hear; 
)  1_J  Jehovah  vindicates  his  laws; 

Trembling  in  silence  at  his  bar, 
Thou  earth,  attend  thy  Maker's  cause, 
d  2  Israel  appear;  present  thy  plea; 
And  charge  th'  Almighty  to  his  face; 
Say,  if  his  rules  oppressive  be; 
Say,  if  defective  be  his  grace. 
e  3  Eternal  Judge,  the  action  cease; 

Our  lips  are  seal" d  in  conscious  shame; 
b  'Tis  our:  in  sackcloth  to  confess, 
— And  thine,  the  sentence  to  proclaim. 
4  Ten  thousand  witnesses  arise, 
Thy  mercies,  and  our  crimes  appear. 
More  than  the  stars  that  deck  the  skies, 
And  all  our  dreadful  guilt  declare. 
e  5  How  shall  we  come  before  thy  face, 
And  in  thine  awful  presence  bow? 
What  ofF'rings  can  secure  thy  grace, 
Or  calm  the  terrours  of  thy  brow? 
e  6  Thousands  of  rams  in  vain  might  bleed'; 
Rivers  of  oil  might  blaze  in  vain? 
Or  the  first-born's  devoted  head 
With  horrid  gore  thine  altar  stain. 
— 7  But  thy  own  Lamb  all-graoious  God, 

Whom  impious  sinners  dar'd  to  slay! 
o  Has  sovereign  virtue  in  his  blood 
To  purge  the  nation's  guilt  away. 
— 8  With  humble  faith  to  that  we  fly; 
With  that  may  we  be  sprinkled  o'er; 
Trembling  no  more  in  dust  we  lie, 
And  dread  thy  hand  and  bar  no  more. 

Psalm  97th. 


HYMN  140.     L.  M.    Rippon's  Col. 

Thanksgiving:  Seasons  croiuned  -with  good- 
ness.   Ps.  lxv,  11. 

1  T^TERNAL  Source  of  every  joy! 

wd   Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ; 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
To  hail  thee  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 

And  darkness,  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine* 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Thro'  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores; 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horrour  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  ai)d  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  sabbaths  bless  our  eyes; 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  6oar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

Weldon. 

HYMN    141.     L.    M.     DobmuWe. 

Dedication  of  a  House  fur  Worship. 
Ps.  IvAixvii,  5. 
el      k  NI)   will  the  great  eternal  God, 
J\      On  earth  establish  his  abode' 
And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Avow  our  temple  for  his  own? 


HYMN  142,  143,  144,  145. 


132 

o  2  We 'bring  tbe  tribute  of  our  praise; 

And  sing  that  condescending  grace, 

Which  lo  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear", 

And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near, 
— 3  Our  Father's  watchful  care  we  bless, 

Which  guards  our  synagogues  in  peace! 

That  no  tumultuous  foes  invade, 

To  fill  our  worshippers  with  dread. 
e  4  These  walls  we  to  thy  honour  raree; 

Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise; 

And  thou,  descending,  fill  tlie  place, 

With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
— 5  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 

With  all  the  glories  of  his  train; 
o  While  power  divine  his  words  attends, 

To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 
g  6  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 

When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 

May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  horn  to  glory  here.  Green's 

HYMN  14'2.     H.  M.    Francis. 

Dedication  of  a  House  for  Worship. 
llN  sweet  exalted  strains, 
%      The  King  of  glory  praise; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 
Through  everlasting  days; 
g  He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 

Sustains,  or  sinks,  the  distant  poles. 
e      2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne — 

His  throne  of  grace  divine; 
o       Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And  wide  his  glories  shine: 
o  Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest, 

Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 
• — 3'  Great  King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favour,  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome — 
This  people  as  thy  own: 
Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 
4  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 
The  people's  humble  cries; 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 
All  fragrant,  to  the  skies: 
o  Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 

And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 
■ —    5  Here  may  th'  attentive  throng, 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love; 
And  converts  join  the  song 
Of  seraphim  above; 
n  And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 

With  sacred  joy,  and  sweet  accord. 
—     6  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise; 
And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 
Through  long  succeeding  days: 
g  Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 

Allerton. 


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HYMN  143.     L.  M.    DonmmiGE. 

Ordination;  Joshua  the  high  Priest.    Zcch. 
iii,  6,  7. 
1    4"^  RE  AT  Lord  of  angels,  we  adore 

™  T?  The  grace  that  builds  thy  eourts  below; 
And,  thro'  ten  thousands  sons  of  light, 
Stoops  to  regard  what  mortals  do. 
e    2  Amidst  the  wastes  of  time  and  death, 
— Successive  pastors  thou  dost  raise, 

Thy  charge  to  keep,  thy  house  to  guide, 
And  form  a  people  for  thy  praise. 


•    3  The  heavenly  natives  with  delight 

Hover  around  the  sacred  place; 

Nor  scorn  to  learn  from  mortal  tongue;? 

I  he  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 
4-4  At  length,  dismiss'd  from  feeble  clay, 

lhy  servants  join  th'  angelic  band; 
o  With  them,  thro'  distant  worlds  they  fly; 
e  With  them,  before  thy  presence  stand. 
o  5  O  glorious  hope!  O  blest  employ! 
e  Sweet  lenitive  of  grief  and  care! 

When  shall  we  reach  those  radiant  courts, 

And  all  their  joy  and  honour  share? 
— 6  Yet  while  these  labours  we  pursue, 

Thus  distant  from  fbv  heavenly  throne, 

Give  us  a  zeal  and  love  like  theirs, 
g  And  half  their  heaven  shall  here  be  known. 
Old  Hundred. 

HYMN  144.    L.  M.    Doddridge. 

Ordination.  Ministers  a  sweet  savour  to  God. 
2  Cor.  ii,  15,  16. 

1  TJRAISE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 
|      Who  spreads  his  triumphs  wide! 
e  While  Jesus'  fragrant  name 
Is  breath'd  on  every  side: 
— Balmy  and  rich  the  odeurs  rise, 
o  And  fill  the  earth,  and  reach  the  skies. 

—  2  Ten  thousand  dying  souls, 
Its  influence  feel — and  live; 
Sweeter  than  vital  air 

The  incense  they  receive: 
o  They  breathe  anew,  and  rise  and  sing— 
o  Jesus  tbe  Lord,  their  conquering  King, 
e       3  But  sinners  scorn  the  grace, 

That  brings  salvation  nigh: 

They  turn  their  face  away, 
a      And  faint,  and  fall,  and  die. 
p  So  sad  a  doom,  ye  saints,  deplore, 
a  For  O!  they  fall  to  rise  no  more. 

—  4  Yet,  wise  and  might)'  God, 
Shall  all  thy  servants  be, 

In  those  who  live  or  die, 

A  savour  sweet  to  thee; 
o  Supremely  bright  thy  grace  shall  shine, 
e  Guarded  with  flames  of  wrath  divine. 

Whitchurch. 

HYMN  145.    L.  M.    Doddridge. 

Gospel  Ministry  instituted  by  Christ.    Eph.  iv, 
11,  12. 

1  P^ATHEIi  of  mercies,  in  thy  house, 

fe  '    Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows; 
While,  with  a  grateful  heart,  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scattered  his  gifts  on  men  below, 

And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  apostles'  honour' d  namej 
Sacred  beyond  beroick  fame; 

Hence  dictates  the  prophetic  sage, 
And  hence  the  evangelic  page. 

4  In  lower  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes. 
Pastors  from  hence,  and  teachers  rise; 
Who,  tho'  with  feebler  rays  they  shine, 
Still  gild  a  long — extended  line. 

5  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive. 
And  fed  by  Christ,  their  graces  live: 

n  While    guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
'Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand, 


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HYMN  146,  147,  148,  149,  150,  151. 


133 


o  6  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run, 
Through  the  last  courses  of  the  sun; 
While  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair. 

— 7  Jesus  our  Lord  their  hearts  shall  know, 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow: 

o  Pasters  and  people  shout  his  praise, 

g  Thro'  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

Leeds.  Oporto. 

HYMN  146.     C.  M.    Salisbury  Col. 

Gospel  Treasure  in  earthen  vessels. 

I  TJOW  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings! 

XI  Thy  favours,  how  divine! 
The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  brings, 

How  splendidly  they  shine! 
S  Gold  is  but  dross,  and  gems  but  toys; 

Should  gold  and  gems  compare, 
How  mean!  when  set  against  those  joys, 

Thy  poorest  servants  share? 
e  3  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace, 

Are  lodg'd  in  urns  of  clay; 
— And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 

Th'  immortal  gifts  convey. 
«  4  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 
•      Yet  grace  the  victory  gives; 
«  Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth — 
o       Yet  still  the  gospel  lives. 
— 5  Such  wonders  power  divine  effects, 
o      Such  trophies  God  can  raise; 
— His  hand,  from  crumbling  dust,  erects 
r>       His  monuments  of  praise.  Sunday. 

HYMN  147.    L.  M.    Evaxs's  Cot. 
Prayer  for  a  sick  .Minister . 

1  *~W  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne, 
\J     We  bow  our  suppliant  spirit  down: 

View  the  sad  breast,  the  streaming  eye, 
And  let  our  sorrows  pierce  the  sky. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell; 
Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 

And  yield  our  woe-fraught  heart  relief. 

3  With  power  benign,  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

4  Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

5  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tenderest  ties, 
In  every  breast  his  image  lies; 

Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

6  Yet  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  naught  prevail; 

Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 

And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day.  Carthage  . 


HYMN  148.    C.  M.    Cowper. 

Death  oj  a  Minister. 
*  XI IS  master  taken  from  his  head, 

JL  i  Elisha  saw  him  go; 
And  in  desponding  accents  said, 
e       "Ah!  what  must  Israel  do?" 
— 2  But  he  forgot  the  Lord,  who  lifts 
The  beggar  to  the  throne; 
Nor  knew  that  all  Elijah's  gifts, 
Would  soon  be  made  hi*  own. 


d  3  What — when  a  Paul  ha»  run  his  course, 

Or  when  Apollos  dies — 
Is  Israel  left  without  resource? 

And  have  we  no  supplies!1 
a  4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store; 
— And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
y      Who  lives  forevermore.         Canterbury 


HYMN  149.    C.  M.    Doddridge. 

Death  of  a  Minister. 
1  l^TOW  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive, 

|^j      And  all  our  tears  be  dry; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh? 
e  2  What  tho'  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade? 
p  What  tho'  the  prophet,  and  the  priest, 

Be  number'd  with  the  dead? — 
— 3  Tho'  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 
The  aged,  and  the  young — 
The  watchful  eye  it>  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mule  the  instructive  tongue; — 
o  4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 
New  comfort  to  impart; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 
d  5  "Lo  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"My  church  shall  safe  abide; 
"For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
"Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 
o  6  Thro'  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promise  is  our  trust; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
e       When  we  are  cold  in  dust.         Hymned. 


HYMN  150.    C.  M. 

Christ  the  Refuge  of  the  Church. 
1  "g_|  E  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
e         £b     -A-nd  b°re  out"  sms  at,d  pains; 
g  Now,  seated  on  th'  eternal  throne— 
The  God  of  glory  reigns! 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide, 
With  an  unerring  skill; 

And  countless  worlds  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumber'd  sound  his  praise, 
In  yonder  world  above; 

o  His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 
And  glory  in  his  love. 

— 4  His  righteousness  to  faith  reveal'd, 

Wrought  out  for  guilty   worms; 
o  Affords  a  hiding  place,  and  shield, 

From  enemies  and  storms. 
— 5  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head; 
o  To  this  high  rock  his  people  run, 

And  find  a  pleasing  shade, 
e  6  How  glorious  he!— how  happy  they!— 

In  such  a  glorious  friend! 
o  Whose  iove  secures  them  all  the  way, 
o       And  crowns  them  at  the  end.     Colchester. 


HYMN   151.     L.  M.     Doddridge. 

Covenant  Engagements  joyfully   recognized. 

2Chron.  xv,  15. 
o  1    |  |  HAPPY  day  that  fix'd  my  choice 
"  f  On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God! 

Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
e  2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him,  who  merits  all  my  love! 
o  Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 

While  to  that  sacred  shriue  I  move. 


HYMN   152,  153,  154,  155,  156. 


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4  3  'Tis  done: — the  great  transaction's  done* 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine: 
He  drew  me — and  I  follow'd  on — 
Charra'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

— 4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 
Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
When  calfd  on  angels'  bread  to  least? 
5  High  heav'n,  that  hea.-d  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew' d  shall  daily  hear: 

c  Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear.    J\loreton. 

HYMN  152.      C.  P.  M. 
Covenant  Everlasting. 
•9  1  'VtOW  for  a  hymn  of  praise  to  God! 
1^1    Ye  trophies  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Join   the  sweet  choir  f;bove; 
All  your  harmonious  accents  bring, 
Wake  every  high,  celestial  string, 
To  chaunt  redeeming  love. 
—2  Ere  God  pronoune'd  creation  good, 
Or  bade  the  vast,  unbounded  flood 

Through  fixed  channels  run; 
Ere  light  from  ancient  chaos  sprung, 
Or  angels  earth's  formation  sung, 

He  chose  us  in  his  Son. 
8  Then  was  the  cov'nant  order'd  sure, 
Through  endless  ages  to  endure, 

By  Israel's  triune  God: 
That,  none  his  cov'nant  might  evade, 
With  oaths  and  promises  'twas  made,  . 
And  ratify'd  in  blood. 
o  4  God  is  the  refuge  of  my  soul, 
Tho'  tempests  rage,  tho  billows  roll, 
And  hellish  powers  assail: 
■g  Eternal  walls  are  my  defence, 
Environ'd  with  Omnipotence — 
What  foe  can  e'er  prevail? 
— 5  Then  let  infernal  legions  roar, 

And  waste  their  cursed,  vengeful  pow'r; 
d       My  soul  their  wrath  disdains: 
g      In  God,  my  refuge,  I'm  secure, 
While  cov'nant  promises  endure, 
Or  my  Redeemer  reigns.  Bradbury. 

HYMN   153.     lis.    Jay's  Col. 
Church    in  Affliction.    Isa.  xlix,  14 — 17. 

e  I  g~\  ZION  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 

\_9  W  horn  no  man  can  comfort, whom  no 

man  can  save;  may'd, 

With   darkness  surrounded,  by  terrours  dis- 

In  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is  decay *d. 

o  2  Loud   roaring,  the  billows    now  nigh  over- 
whelm, 
—But  skilful'sthe  Pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm; 
o  His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his   power   thee 
defends; 
In  safety  and   quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 
d  S  "O  fearful!  O  faithless!   in  mercy  he  cries; 
"My  promise,  my  truth,   are  they  light   in 

thine  eyes? 
"Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall 
stand;  [thee  to  land. 

"Through    tempest    and    tossing   I'll    bring 

4  "Forget  thee  I  will  not — I  cannot;  thy 
name,  [main; 

"Engrav'd  on   my    heart  doth    forever    re- 

"The  palms  of  my  hands  while  1  look  on  1 
see,  [\'<<v  thee. 

"The  wounds  1  receiv'd  when  sun'  ring   for 


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5  "I  feel    at  my  heart  all  thy  sighs  and  my 

groans,  \_my  bones; 

"For  thou   art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and 
"In  all  thy    distresses    thy  Hkasi   feels   the 

pain — 
"Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

6  "Then  trust  me,  and  fear  not;  thy  life  is 

secure; 
"My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power; 
"In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 
"To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness    to 

shine."  Idumea. 

HYMN  154.  8  &  7.     Madax's  Col. 
Consolation  oj  Israel.    Luke  ii,  25. 

1  r^OME,  thou  long  expected  Jesus, 
\J    Born  to  set  thy  people  free; 

From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee: 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art; 
Dear  Desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 

Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 

2  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver; 
Born  a  child — and  yet  a  King; 

Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 

Now  thy  precious  Kingdom  bring: 

By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone; 

By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Love  Divine. 

HYMN  155.    L.  M.    Nkwton. 

Christ's  Address  to  the   Church  at  Ephesus. 
Rev.  ii,  I — 7. 

1  npHUS  saith  the  Lord  to  Ephesus, 

I    And  thus  he  speaks  to  some  of  us; 
d  "Amidst  my  churches,  lo,  I  stand, 
And  hold  the  pastors  in  my  hand. 

2  "Thy  works  to  me  are  fully  known, 
Thy  patience,  and  thy  toil  I  own; 
Thy  views  of  gospel  truth  are  clear, 
Nor  canst  thou  other  doctrine  hear. 

3  "Yet  I  must  blame,  while  I  approve: 
Where  is  thy  first,  thy  fervent  love? 
Dost  thou  forget  my  love  to  thee, 
That  thine  is  grown  so  faint  to  me? 

4  "Recal  to  mind  the  happy  days, 
When  thou  wast  fill'd  with  joy  and  praise; 
Repent — thy  former  works  renew, 
Then  I'll  restore  thy  comforts  too. 

5  "Return  at  once,  when  I  reprove, 
Lest  I  thy  candlestick  remove; 
And  thou,  too  late,  thy  loss  lament, 
I  warn  before  I  strike: — Repent." 

e  6  Hearken  to  what  the  Spirit  saith, 

To  him  who  overcomes  by  faith; 
o  "The  fruit  of  life's  unfading  tree, 

In  Paradise  his  food  shall  be."      Islington. 

HYMN  156.    C.  M.     Newtos. 

Christ's  Address   to   the   Church  at  Smyrna. 
Rev  ii,  11. 

1  nnHE  messag/:  first  to  Smyrna  sent, 

|       A  message  full  of  grace; 
To  all  the  Saviour's  flock  is  meant, 
In  every  age  and  [dace. 

2  Thus  lo  his  church,  his  chosen  bride, 
Saith  the  great  Fi.ist  and  Last, 

Who  ever  lives — though  once  he  died! 
d       "Hoid  thy  profession  fast. 


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HYMN  157,  158,  159,  160,  161. 


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3  "Thy  works  and  sorrow  well  l  know, 
Perform'd  and  borne  for  me; 

Poor  though  thou  art,  despis'd  and  low. 
Yet  who  is  rich  like  thee? 

4  "I  know  thy  foes,  and  what  they  say, 
How  long  they  have  blasphem'd; 

The  synagogue  of  Satan,  they, 

Though  they  would  Jews  be  deem'd. 

5  "Though  Satan  for  a  season  rage, 
And  prisons  be  your  lot: 

1  am  your  friend,  and  1  engage 

You  shall  not  be  forgot. 

6  "Be  faithful  unto  death,  nor  fear 
A  few  short  days  of  strife; 

Behold  the  prize  you  soon  shall  wear, 
A  crown  of  endless  life." 
e  7  Hear  what  the  Holy  Spirit  saith 

Of  all  who  overcome; 
ft  "They  shall  escape  the  second  death, 
e      The  sinner's  awful  doom!"  York. 

HYMN  157.    7  &  6.    Cowpbr. 
Christ's  Address  to  the   Church   at   Sardis. 

Rev.  iii,  1 — 6, 
d  1  "^lRTRITE  to  Sardis,  saith  the  Lord, 
j  f     And  write  what  he  declares; 
He  whose  Spirit,  and  whose  Word, 

Upholds  the  seven  stars: 
All  thy  works  and  ways  I  search, 
Find  thy  zeal  and  love  decay'd; 
Thou  art  call'd  a  living  church, 
But  thou  art  cold  and  dead. 

2  "Watch — remember — seek,  and  strife, 
Exert  thy  former  pains: 

Let  thy  timely  care  revive, 

And  strengthen  what  remains: 
Cleanse  thy  heart,  thy  works  amend, 
Former  times  to  mind  recal; 
Lest  my  sudden  stroke  descend, 

And  smite  thee  once  for  all. 

3  Yet  I  number  now  in  thee, 
A  few  who  are  upright; 

These  my  Father's  face  shall  see^ 

And  walk  with  me  in  white: 
W  hen  in  judgment  I  appear, 
They  for  mine  shall  stand  confess'd 
Let  my  faithful  servants  hear, 

And  woe  be  to  the  rest."  Clark' s.JTqmn  5th. 


HYMN  158.    L.  M.    Newton. 

Christ's  Address  to  the  Church  at  Pfdladeh 
phia.     Rev.  iii,  7 — 13. 

1  npHUS  saith  the  holy  One,  and  true,. 

I       To  his  beloved  faithful  few; 
"Of  heav'n  and  hell  I  hold  the  keys, 
To  shut  or  open  as  I  please. 

2  "I  know  thy  works,  and  I  approve, 
Though  small  thy  strength,  sincere  thy  love; 
Go  ou  my  word  and  name  to  own, 

For  none  shall  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

3  "Before  thee  see  my  mercy's  door 
Stands  open  wide  to  shut  no  more; 
Fear  not  temptation's  fiery  day, 
For  I  will  be  thy  strength  and  stay. 

4  "Thou  hast  my  promise,  hold  it  fast; 
Thy  trying  ho*r  will  soon  be  past: 
Rejoice — for  le!  I  quickly  come, 

To  take  thee  to  my  heav'nly  home, 
g  5  "A  pillar  there  no  more  to  move, 
Inscrib'd  with  all  my  names  of  love; 
A  monument  of  mighty  grace, 
Thou  shalt  forever  have  a  place." 


— 6  Such  is  the  conqueror's  reward, 
Prepar'd  and  promis'd  by  the  Lord; 
Let  him  yf\%o  hath  the  ear  of  faith, 
Attend  to  what  the  Spirit  saith.         Oporto. 


HYMN   150.    L.  M.    Newton. 
Christ's  Address  to  the  Church  at  Laodicea. 

Rev.  iii,  14 — 20. 
d  1   JTt  EAR  what  the  Lord,  the  great  Amen, 
|E    The  true  and  faithful  Witness,  saysj 
He  form'd  the  vast  creation's  plan, 
And  searches  all  our  hearts  and  ways. 

2  To  some  he  speaks  as  once  of  old, 

d  "I  know  thee — thy  profession's  vain; 
Since  thou  art  neither  hot  nor  cold, 
I'll  spit  thee  from  me  with  disdain. 

3  "Thou  boastest  'I  am  wise  and  rich, 
Increas'din  goods,  and  nothing  need;' 
And  dost  not  know  thou  art  a  wretch. 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  blind,  and  dead. 

4  "Yet  while  I  thus  rebuke,  I  love, 
My  message  is  in  mercy  sent; 

That  thou  nsay'st  my  compassion  prove, 
I  can  forgive  if  thou  repent. 

5  "Would'st  thoa  be  truly  rich  and  wise, 
Come  buy  my  gold  in  fire  well  try'd; 

My  ointment,  to  anoint  thine  eyes, 
My  robe,  thy  nakedness  to  hide. 

6  "See,  at  thy  door  I  stand  and  knock;. 
Poor  sinner  shall  I  wait  in  vain? 
Quickly  thy  stubborn  heart  unlock, 
That  1  may  enter  with  my  train. 

7  "Thou  canst  not  entertain  a  king, 
Unworthy  thou  of  such  a  guest! 
But  I  my  own   provision  bring, 

To  make  thy  soul  a  heav'nly  feast.  Newcourt., 

HYMN  160.    S.  M.    Salisbury  Cox. 

Promise  io  Believers  and  their  Children. 

1  T  ORD,  what   our  ears  have  heard, 
|  4    Our  eyes  delighted  trace; 

Thy  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  Zion's  chosen  race. 

2  Our  children  thou  dost  claim, 

And  mark  them  out  for  thine: 
Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name, 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

3  Thee,  let  the  fathers  own, 

And  thee,  the  sons  adore; 
Join'd  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 
4  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep, 
And  bless  the  happy  bands, 
Which  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
To  honour  thy  commands. 
a      5  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace! 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 
o       6  Our  offspring  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  father's  God; 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
o  And  sound  thy  praise  abroad.     JVewton. 

HYMN  161.    C.  M.    Doddridge 
Christ's  condescending  Regard  to  Little   Chil- 
dren.   Mark  x,  14. 
1     Lj;EE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
k7      With  all  engaging  charms; 
e  Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  Lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 


HYMN  162,  163,  164,165  166,  167. 


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d  2  "Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"Nor  scorn  their  humble  name; 
"For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 

"The  Lord  of  angels  came." 
o  3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 

Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 
— 4  Ye  little  fiock  with  pleasure  hear; 

Ye  children  seek  his  face; 
o  And  fly  with  transports  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 
e  5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
—    Thy  guardian  care  we  trust; 
e  That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  heart, 
a      If  weeping  o'er  their  dust.  St.  Jltin'3. 


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HYMN  162.     S.  M.    Fellows. 
Infaiits  given  to  God  in  Baptism.    Isa.  lxv,  23. 
1    4    I  HEAT  God,  now  condescend 
$"!£     To  bless  our  rising  race; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
To  thy  victorious  grace, 
e      2  O  what  a  vast  delight, 
Their  happiness  to  see! 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

3  Now  bless,  thou  (iod  of  love, 

This  ordinance  divine; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

And  make  these  children  thine.  Bingham. 


HYMN   163.    C.  M.    DoDnnmoE. 

Youiif  Persons  invited  to  seek  and  love  Christ. 
Prov.  viii,  17. 
E  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 


'Y 


In  smiling  crowds  draw  near; 


And  turn  from  ev  ry  mortal  charm, 

A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 
2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  welfare  to  pursue. 
d  3  "The  soul  who  longs  to  see  my  face, 
"Is  sure  my  love  to  gain; 
"And  those  who  early  seek  my  grace, 
"Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 
e  4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul   should  move, 
If  once  compar'd  with  thee? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  1  see? 
d  5   Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys, 
Vain  tempters  of  the  mind! 
0  'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 

And  here  "true  bliss  I  find. York. 

HYMN  I6i.      L.  M.     Stennett. 
Early  Piety.     Matt,  xii,  20. 

1  V~r  (J  W  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks! 
|£j|     How  kind  the  promises  he  makes! 

A  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  wont  despise, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown; 
His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 

He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  shoot, 

He  guards  the  plants  from  threat'ning  winds, 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  souls  he  bears  a  part, 
In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure; 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 

J  lis  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 


5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail, 
Between  the  pow'rs  of  grace  and  sin; 
He  kisdly  listens  while  they  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

6  Tho'  press'd  with  fears  on  ev'ry  side, 
They  know  not  how  the  strife  may  end; 
Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide, 
And  judgment  unto  vict'ry  send.   Gloucester. 

HYMN  165.    C.    M.    CowpBn. 
Young  perso?m  entreated. 
1  ¥JESTOW,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth, 

|_i  The  gift  of  saving  grace; 
And  let  the  seed  of  sacred  truth 
Fall  in  a  fruitful  place. 
— 2  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 
Of  pure  and  heav'nly  root; 
But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 
And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 
d  3  Ye  careless  ones,  O  hear  betimes, 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love! 
e  Your  youth  is  stain'd  with  many  crimes, 
o      B  ut  mercy  reigns  above, 
d  4  True  you  are  young,  but  there's  a  stone 
Within  the  youngest  breast, 
Or  half  the  crimes  which  you  have  done, 
Would  rob  you  of  your  rest. 
— 5  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made, 

Oh,  join  the  public  prayer! 
p  For  you  the  secret  tear  is  shed, 

O  shed  yourselves  a  tear. 
— 6  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove, 
The  Spirit's  power  to  teach; 
You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 
That  Jesus  whom  we  preach.    Wareham. 

HYMN  166.    7s.     Newton. 

Prayer  for  Young  Persons. 

1  ~%JOW  may  fervent  prayer  arise, 

L*i  Wing'd  with  faith,and  pierce  the  skies; 
Fervent  prayer  will  bring  us  down 
Graoious  answers  from  the  fchrone. 

e  2  Shepherd  of  thy  blood-bought  sheep, 

Teach  the  stony  heart  to  weep; 

Let  the  blind  have  eyes  to  see — 
e  See  themselves — and  look  on  thee. 
— 3  Let  the  minds  of  all  our  youth 

Feel  the  force  of  sacred  truth; 

While  the  gospel  call  they  hear. 

May  they  learn  to  love  and  fear. 

4  Show  them  what  their  ways  have  been; 

Show  them  the  desert  of  sin; 
e  Then  thy  dying  love  reveal; 

This  shall  melt  a  heart  of  steel. 
— 5  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 

Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run; 

Scatter  darkness,  clouds,  and  fears, 

Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 
— 6  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young; 

Call  forth  praise  from  ev'ry  tongue; 

Let  the  whole  assembly  prove  \_Love. 

All  thy  power,  and  all  thy  love.    Redeeming 

HYMN    167.  7s.    Cowpeh. 
Prayer  for  Children. 

1  |~^RACIOUS  Lord,  ou*  children  see: 
\Jf  By  thy  mercy  tue  are  free; 

But  shall  these,  alas!  remain 
Subjects  still  of  Satan's  reign? 

2  Isra'I's  young  sons,  when  of  old, 
Pharaoh  threaten'd  to  withhold; 

d  Then  thy  Messenger,  said  "No: 
"Let  the  children  also  go." 


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HYMN  168,  169,  170,  171,  172. 


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e  3  When  the  angel  of  the  Lord, 

Drawing  forth  his  dreadful  sword, 

Slew  with  an  avenging  hand, 

All  the  first-born  of  the  land; — 
o  4  Then  thy  people's  doors  he  pass'd, 

Where  the  bloody  sign  was  plac'd; 
e  Hear  us  now  upon  our  knees, 

Plead  the  blood  of  Christ  for  these, 
e  5  Lord,  we  tremble,  for  we  know 

How  the  fierce  malicious  foe, 

Wheeling  round  his  watchful  flight, 

Keeps  them  ever  in  his  sight. 
— 6  Spread  thy  pinions,  King  of  kings! 

Hide  them  safe  beneath  thy  wings: 
e  Lest  the  rav'nous  birds  of  prey 

Stoop  and  bear  the  brood  away.    Fairfax. 

HYMN  168.     8  &  7.    Lee. 
Surrender  to  infinite  Love. 
Sacramental. 
1  "STTHEN  I  view  my  Saviour  bleeding 
j  j       For  ray  sins  upon  the  tree, 
e  O  how  wondrous! — how  exceeding 
Great  his  love  appears  to  me! 

e  2  Floods  of  deep  distress  and  anguish, 

To  impede  his  labours  came; 
—Yet  they  all  could  not  extinguish 

Love's  eternal,  burning  flame. 

o  3  Now  redemption  is  completed, 

Full  salvation  is  procur'd: 
0  Death  and  Satan  are  defeated, 

By  the  sufT'rings  he  endur'd. 

o  4  Now  the  gracious  Mediator, 
Risen  to  the  courts  of  bliss, 
Claims  for  me,  a  sinful  creature, 
Pardon,  righteousness,  and  peace. 

— 5  Sure  such  infinite  affection 

Lays  the  highest  claims  to  mine; 

o  All  my  pow'rs  without  exceptiou, 
Should  in  fervent  praises  join. 

— 6  Jesus^fltme  for  thy  service, 

FornTtne  for  thyself  alone; 
a  I  am  thy  most  costly  purchase, 

Take  possession  of  thy  own.       Calvary. 


HYMN  169.    C.  M.    Stennett. 

Hhiist's  Flesh  Meat  indeed.    Sacramental. 
^^s.  John  vi,  53 — 5C. 

1  TTERE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
JJL  JL    To  feed  on  food  divine; 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  He  who  prepares  this  rich  repast, 
Himself  comes  down  and  dies; 

And  then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

3  Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow; 
Oh  what  delightful  food! 

We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine — 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

4  The  bitter  torments  he  endur'd, 
Upon  th'   accursed  tree, 

For  me — each  welcome  guest  may  say, 
'Twas  all  procur'd  for  me. 

5  Sure  there  was  never  love  so  free — 
Dear  Saviour — so  divine! 

Well  thou  may'st  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  so  much  to  thine.  Canterbury. 

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HYMN  170.    C.  M.    Cowper. 

Welcome  to  the  Table.    Sacramental. 

1  Pl^HIS  is  the  feast  of  heav'nly  wine* 

i     And  God  invites  to  sup; 
The  juices  of  the  living  vine, 
Were  press'd  to  fill  the  cup. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Saviour,  ye  who  eat, 

With  royal  dainties  fed; 
-Not  heav'n  affords  a  costlier  treat, 
For  Jesus  is  the  bread! 

3  The  vile,  the  lost — he  calls  to  them; 
"Ye  trembling  souls  appear! 

"The  righteous  in  their  own  esteem, 
"Have  no  acceptance  here. 

4  "Approach,  ye  poor,  nor  dare  refuse 
"The  banquet  spread  for  you:" 

Dear  Saviour,  this  is  welcome  news, 

Then  I  may  venture  too. 
-5  If  guilt  and  sin  afford  a  plea, 

And  may  obtain  a  place; 
Surely  the  Lord  will  welcome  me, 
And  I  shall  see  his  face.     York.    Barby. 


HYMN  171.    L.  M.  Newton. 
Christ  crucified.    Sacramental. 

1  TJ.TS7HEN  on  the  cross,  my  Lord  I  see, 

f  f     Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me; 
—Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
For  I  am  all  transform'd  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  through  my 
In  ev'ry  groan  I  bear  a  part;  [heart, 
I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes, 

i  But  see,  he  bows  his  head  and  dies! 

-3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood! 

Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near; 
—The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains; 
I  drink,  yet  still  my  thrist  remains; 
Only  the  fountain-head  above, 

Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

5  Oh  that  I  thus  could  always  feel! 
Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal; 
Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 
The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  name. 

i  6  Thy  name  dispels  my  gnilt  and  fear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  charms  my  ear; 
Affords  a  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
And  Satan  trembles  at  the  sound.  Gloucester. 


HYMN  172.    C  M.    Cowper. 

Jesus  hasting  to  suffer.    Sacramental, 

1  HHlIE  Saviour — what  a  noble  flame 

M.    Was  kindled  in  his  breast; 
-When  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  march' d  before  the  rest! 

2  Good-will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 
His  ev'ry  thought  engross: 

He  longs  to  be  baptiz'd  with  blood! 
He  pants  to  reach  the  cross! 

3  With  all  his  suff'rings  full  in  view, 
And  woes,  to  us,  unknown, 

Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew — 
'Twas  love  that  urg'd  him  on. 

4  Lord,  we  return  thee — what  we  can' 
Owr  he«rts  shall  sound  ahroad, 

Salvation,  to  the  dying  Man, 
;      And  to  the  l-Wing  Goo' 


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HYMN  173,  174,  175,  176,  177,  178. 


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— 5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here, 
Engage  our  wond'ringeyes; 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
0      And  hasten  to  the  skies.  Barby. 

HYMN  173.     8,  7  &  4.    Burnt lr's  Col. 
It  is  finished.     Sacramental. 
e  1    t  S  A  UK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 

13      Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
o       See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky! 
d  "It  is  finish'd!" — 

e  Hear  the  Saviour  dying  cry. 
d  2  It  is  finish'd! — O  what  pleasure 
Uo  these  precious  words  afford! 
o  Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord, 
d  It  is  finish'd! — 

e  Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 
— 3  Finish'd — all  the  types  and  shadows 
Of  the  ceremonial  law; 

Finish'd — ail  that  God  had  promis'd; 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe; 
d  It  is  finish'd! 

— Saints,  from  hence  your  comforts  draw, 
o  4  Happy  souls,  approach  the  table — 
Taste  the  soul  reviving  food: 

Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant. 

As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood, 
d  It  is  finish'd!  — 

— Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load, 
o  5  Tunc  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs,— 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
o  All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 

Join  to  praise  Emmanuel's  name, 
g  Hallelujah! 

Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb!       Helmsley. 


HYMN  174.    7s.    Nkwtos. 
It  is  good  to  be  here.    Sacramental, 

*    |    ET  me  dwell  on  Golgotha, 
a       JL4  Weep — and  love  my  life  away! 
o  While  I  see  him  on  the  tree, 
a  Weep — and  bleed — and  die  for  me! 
— 2  That  dear  blood  for  sinners  spilt. 

Shows  my  sin  in  all  its  guilt: 
p  Ah,  my  soul,  he  bore  the  load — 
a  Thou  hast  slain  the  Lamb  of  God! 
d  3  Hark!  his  dying  word," Forgive, 

"Father,  let  the  sinner  live: 

"Sinner,  wipe  thy  tears  away, 

"I  thy  ransom  freely  pay." 
^—4  While  1  hear  this  grace  rereal'd, 

And  obtain  a  pardon  seal'd; 

All  my  soft  affections  move; 

Waken'd  by  the  force  of  love, 
d  5   Fareiseil,  world,  the  gold  is  dross, 

Now  I  see  the  bleeding  cross; 
—Jesus  died  to  set  me  free, 

From  the  law,  and  sin,  and  thee! 

6  He  has  dearly  bought  my  soul, 

I/ord,  accept,  and  claim  the  whole; 

To  thy  will  I  all  resign, 
e  Now  no  more  my  own,  bat  thine.    Fairfax. 

HYMN  175.    H.  M.    Doddridge. 
7*Jie  Fountain  of  Life.    Sacramental. 

1?"^^'  ever'asllng  Spring! 

il  Celestial  Fountain,  hail! 
Thy  streams  salvation  bring, 

The  waters  never  fail: 
Still  they  endure,  and  still  they  flow, 
For  all  oar  woe  a  sov'reign  cure. 


o      2  Blest  be  his  wounded  side, 

And  blest  his  bleeding  heart, 
Who  all  in  anguish  died, 
Such  favours  to  impart. 
His  sacred  blood  shall  make  us  clean 
From  ev'ry  sin — and  fit  for  God. 
3  To  that  dear  source  of  love 
—        Our  souls  this  day  would  come: 
And  thither  from  above, 

Lord,  call  the  nations  home; 
o  That  .few  and  Greek,  with  rapt'rous  songs, 
On  all  their  tongues,  thy  praise  may  speak. 
Bethexda. 

HYMN  176.    C.  M.     Doddridge. 
Highway  to  Zion.     Isa.  xxxv,  8 — 10. 

1  a^ING,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
J5  Your  great  deliv'rer  sing: 

Pilgrims  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  king. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  has  rais'd 
e      How  holy,  and  bow  plain! 

— Nor  shall  the  simplest  trav'ler  err, 
Nor  ask  the  track  in  vain. 

3  Nor  ravening  lion  shall  destroy, 
Nor  lurking  serpent  wound; 

Pleasure  and  safety,  peace  and  praise, 
Thro'  all  the  path  are  found. 
o  4  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 
Thro'  all  the  blissful  road; 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise. 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 
o  5  These  garlands  of  immortal  joy 
Shall  bloom  on  every  head; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled, 
g  6  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength; 
Pursue  his  footsteps  still; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
While  labouring  up  the  hill.     Christmas. 


HYMN  177.     8  &  7.      Newton. 
Safety  and  happiness  of  Zion.  Isa.  xxxiii,  20, 21. 
1   £  1LORIOUS  tilings  of  thee  are  spoken, 
\y[  Zion,  city  of  our  God! 
«  He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode: 
g  On  the  rock  of  ages  founded — 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes, 
o  2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love. 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove: 
e  Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assnage? 
— Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 
3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near: 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna, 

Whicli  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 
TJrunvuond. 


HYMN  178.    L.  M.     Cowper. 
God  the  Defence  of  Zion.    Ezek.  xlviii,  35. 
1     A  S  birds  their  infant  brood  protect, 

y\  And  spread  their  win^s  to  shelter  them; 
Thus  saith  tiie  Lord  to  his  elect, 
d  "So  will  I  guard  Jerusalem." 


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HYMN  179,  180,181,182,  183. 


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e  2  And  what  then  is  Jerusalem, 

This  darling  object  of  his  care? 

Where  is  its  worth  in  God's  esteem? 
a  Who  built  it? — Who  inhabits  there? 
— 3  Jehovah  founded  it  in  blood, 

The  blood  of  his  incarnate  Son; 

There  dwells  the  saints,  once  foes  to  God, 

The  sinners  whom  he  calls  his  own. 

4  There,  tho'  besieg'd  on  every  side, 

Yet  much  belov'd,  and  guarded  well; 
9  From  age  to  age  they  have  defy'd 

The  utmost  force  of  earth  and  "hell. 
e  5  Let  earth  repenr,  and  hell  despair, 
o  This  city  has  a  sure  defence; 
A  Her  name  is  call'd,   "T  :e  Lord  is  tuere;" 
c  And  who  has  power  to  drive  them  thence? 

Jilenchn. 

HYMN  179.     8  &t  7.    Cowpeb. 
Future  Peace  and  Glory  of  Zion.  Isa.  lx,  15,  20. 
1    ITeAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 
e      K.M-  "O  my  people,  faint  and  few; 

Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 
o  Fair  abodes  1  build  for  you: 
— Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways: 
d  You  shall  name  your  walls  Salvation — 
—     And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise." 
b  2  There  like  streams  that  feed  the   gardet), 
Pleasures,  without  end,  shall  flow; 

For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow: 
Still  in  undisturb'd  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression — 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 
3  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  declining, 
Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
o  God  will  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 
Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night; 
g  He  the  Lord  will  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light.    Drnmmond. 


HYMN   180.    L.  M.   Doddridge. 

Prayer  for  Zion. 
1  TNDULGENTSov'reign  of  the  skies, 

|^  And  wilt  thou  bow  thy  gracious  ear? 
While  feeble  mortals  raise  their  cries, 
Wilt  tho  u,  the  great  Jehovah,  hear? 
e  2  How  shall  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 

Till  Zion's  mouldering  walls  thou  raise; 
— Till  thy  own  power  shall  stand  confesa'd, 

And  make  Jerusalem  a  praise? 
e  3  For  this,  a  lowly  suppliant  crowd, 

Here  in  thy  sacred  temple  wait: 
—For  this  we  lift  our  voices  loud, 

And  call,  and  knock  at  mercy's  gate. 
e  4   Look  down,  O  God,  with  pitying  eye, 

And  view  the  desolation  round; 
e  See  what  wide  realms  in  darkness  lie, 
— And  hurl  their  idols  to  the  ground. 
a  5  Loud  let  the  gospel  trumpet  blow, 
And  call  tlje  nations  from  afar; 
Let  all  the  Isles  their  Saviour  know, 
And  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near. 

Worship. 
HYMN    181.       L    M.     Miss.  Uul. 
Prayer  for  ZioiCs  Increase.     Isa.  li,  9. 
4  1     A  KM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 

/%_  Put  on  thy  strength-the  naiious  shake! 
—  And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 


2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
d  "I  am  Jehovah — God  alone!" 
— Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound. 

And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground, 
e  3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt— 

Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt! 

But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
e  The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side, 
o  4  Arm  of  the  Lord,  thy  power  extend, 

Let  Mahomet's  impostures  end; 

Break  superstition's  Papal  chain, 

And  the  proud  scoffers  rage  restrain, 
o  5  Let  Zion's  time  of  favour  come; 

0  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home: 
And  let  our  wondering  eyes  behold, 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Christ's  one  fold. 

g  6  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  every  land  of  every  name; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Lord  of  aix. 

Blendon. 

HYMN  182     L.  M.    Yoke. 

Longing  for  the  promised  Spread  of  the  Gospel; 

Dan.  li,  45. 

1  p  XERT  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain, 
e        IT.'   Insulted — everlasting  King! 

— The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase, 
And  strangers  to  thy  footstool  bring. 

e  2  We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 

That  dear,  expected,  blessed  day! 
o  When  countless  myriads  of  our  race 

The  second  Adam  shall  obey. 
— 3  The  prophecies  must  be  fulfill'd, 

Tho'  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose; 

The  Stone,  cut  from  the  mountain's  side^ 

Tho'  unobserv'd,  to  empire  grows. 

4  Soon  shall  the  blended  image  fall, 
Brass,  silver,  iron,  gold,  and  clay; 
And  superstition's  gloomy  reign, 
To  light  and  'liberty  give  way. 

5  In  one  sweet  symphony  of  praise, 
O  Gentile  and  Jew  shall  then  unite; 

And  Infidelity,  asham'd, 

Sink  in  the  abyss  of  endless  night. 

6  Soon  Afric's  long  enslaved  sons, 
Shall  join  with  Europe's  polish'd  race, 
To  celebrate,  in  different  tongues, 
The  glories  of  redeeming  grace. 

g  7  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
Emmanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend; 

— And  every  man,  in  every  face, 

Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend.     Leeds. 

HYMN  183.    C.  M.    Gibbons. 

Prayer   for    the    Success    of  ^Missions.    Ps. 

lxxii,  7,  8. 

1   "¥    OlfD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 

J  }  Arni'd  with  thy  Spirit's  power; 

o  Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway. 

And  bless  the  saving  hour, 
o  2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
The  barren  wnstes  shall  rise, 
Witii  sudden  greens,  and  fruits  array'd — 
g      A  blooming  Paradise. 
— 3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root, 
In  each  regen'rate  heart; 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 
And  heavenly  fruits  impart. 
e  4  Peace,  with  her  olives  crown'd.shall  stretch 
Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore; 
No  trump  sh  dl  rouse  the  ra:e  of  war, 
Nor  murd'rous  cannon  roar. 


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~ 5  Lord  for  those  days  we  wait— those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold; 
o  Fly  swifter,  sun,  and  stars,  and  bring 

This  promis'd  age  of  gold. 
e  6  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumber'd  myriads  cry; 
g  Amen— with  joy  divine,  let  heav'n's 

Unnumber'd  choirs  reply.         Mitcham. 

HYMN  184.    C.  M.    Rifpou. 

Prayer  for  Missionaries. 

1  g^i  RBAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
\J(  Are  by  creation  thine; 

And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine, 
o  2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 
Thy  gospel  to  mankind; 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind, 
g  3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread- 
The  spacious  earth  around; 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 
p  4  O  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 
Enjoy  the  heavenly  word? 
And  vassals  long  enslav'd  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord! 
e  5  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Heathen  tribes, 
A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Emmanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  and  see  his  grace? 

6  Haste,  sovereign  Mercy,  and  transform 
Their  cruelty  to  love: 

Soften  the  tiger  to  the  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove. 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt, 
To  spread  the  gospels  rays; 

g  And  build,  on  sin's  demolish'd  throne, 

The  temples  of  thy  praise. We! don. 

HYMN  185.     10s.  Dwight. 

Prayer  for  the  Latter  Day  Glory. 

1  y    ORDofall  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous 

i  A  ear, 

Thy    children's  voice,  in  tender  mercy  hear; 
Bear  thy  blest  promise,  fix'd  as  hills,  in  mind, 
And  shed  renewing  grace  on  lost  mankind; 
O  let  thy  Spirit  like  soft  dews  descend; 
Thy  gospel  run  to  earth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  Zion's  walls  before  thee  ceaseless  stand, 
Dear  as  thine  eye,  and  graven  on  thy  hand; 
From  earth's  far  regions  Jacob's  sons  restore, 
Oppress'd  by  man,  and  scourg'd  by  thee,  no 

more; 
Enrich'd  with  gold,    adorn'd  with   heavenly 

grace,  [praise. 

Truth  their  sole  guide,  and  all  their  pleasure 

3  Then    Satan's  kingdom   shall  from   earth 

retire, 
Dead  forms  dissolve,  and  furious  zeal  expire; 
The  Beast's  fell  throne  shall  darkness  dire 

surround, 
Mohammed's  empire  tumble  to  the  ground; 
The  dreams  of  Infidels  in  smoke  decay, 
And  all  the  foes  of  heaven  shall  fleet  away. 

4  In  barreu  wilds  shall  living  waters  spring, 
Fair  temples  rise, and  songs  of  transport  ring; 
The  savage  mind  with  sweet  affection  warm, 
And  light  and  love  the  yielding  bosom  charm: 
From  sin's  oblivious  sleep  the  soul  arise, 
And  grace  and  goodness,  show'r  from  balmy 

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HYMN  184,  185,  186,  187. 


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5  Then  shall  mankind  no  more  indarkness 
Then  happy  nations  in  a  day  be  born;  [mourn, 
From  east  to  west  thy  glorious  name  be  one, 
And  one  pure  worship  hail  th'  eternal  Son: 
Remotest  realms  one  spotless  faith  unite, 
And  o'er  all  regions  beam  the  Gospel's  light. 

6  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult  with  joy  divine; 
Their  virtues  quicken,  and  their  lives  refine; 
Their  souls  improve, their  songs  more  grateful 

rise, 
And  sweeter  incense  cheer  the  morning  skies: 
Heaven  o'er  the  world  unfold  a  brighter  day, 
And  Jesus  spread  his  reign  from  sea  to  sea. 
Walworth. 


HYMN  186.    CM.    Scotch  Paraphrase. 
Zion  exalted  above  the  Hills.    Isa.  xxii,  4. 
1    4"  v'Ell  mountain  tops  the  mount  of  God, 

*  W    I»  latter  days  shall  rise — 
Above  the  summit  of  the  hills, 

And  draw  the  wondering  eyes, 
o  2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say, 

And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 

3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill, 
Shall  lighten  every  land; 

The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  tow'rs, 

Shall  the  whole  world  command, 
e  4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide; 
o  His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 

And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 
e  5  No  war  shall  rage,  no  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years; 
— To  plough-shares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 

To  pruning-hooks  their  spears, 
o  6  Come  then,  O  house  of  Jacob,  come, 

To  worship  at  his  shrine; 
g  And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 

With  holy  beauties  shine.  Bethlehem. 

HYMN  187.    L.  M.    Anox. 
Millennium.     Isa.  xi,  5 — 9.     Rev.   xx,  4 — 10. 
1   ^T   OOK  up,  my  soul,  with  glad  surprise, 

|  ^    Towards  the  joyful,  coming  day; 
When  Jesus  shall  descend  the  skies, 
And  form  a  bright,  a  glorious  day. 

o  2  Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born, 
And  swift,  like  doves,  to  Jesus  fly, 

—  The  saints  shall  know  no  clouds  return, 
Nor  sorrows  mingled  with  their  joy. 

b  3  The  lion  and  the  Lamb  shall  feed 

Together,  in  his  peaceful  reign; 
— And  Zion,  blest  with  heav'nly  bread, 

Of  pinching  wants  no  more  complain. 

4  The  Jew,  the  Greek,  the  bond,  the  free, 
Shall  boast  their  sev'ral  rights  no  more; 

o  But  join  in  sweetest  harmony, 
Their  Lord,  their  Sov'reign  to  adore. 

— 5 .  Thus,  till  a  thousand  years  are  pass'd, 

And  Satan  must  be  loos'd  again; 

Short  is  the  time  his  reign  shall  last, 
a   Kre  he's  confin'd  in  endless  pain. 

o  6  But  (he  blest  saints  shall  mount  on  high, 
Where  their  deliv'ring  Prince  is  gone; 

s  Angel's  at  God's  command  shall  fly, 
To  bless  them  with  a  conqueror's  crown. 
Castle  Street; 


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HYMN  188,  189,  190,  191,  192,  193. 


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HYMN   188.    8  &  7.    Francis. 
Collection  for  t/ie  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 
1  "* H71TH  my  substance  1  will  honour 

j  f1       My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word, 
o  2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim; 
Let  his  friends  of  every  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 
— 3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted, 
May  the  world  the  Saviour  know,; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  ray  all  I  owe. 
o  4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations, 

Praise  him  all  ye  hosts  above; 
s  Shout  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine — victorious  love. 


Sicilian. 


HYMN    189.    S.  M.    Scott. 
Charitable  Collection.     1  Chron.  xxix,  14. 
1  fWlHY  bounties,  gracious  Lord, 
X      With  gratitude  we  own; 
We  praise  thy  providential  grace, 
That  showers  its  blessings  down, 
o       2  With  joy  the  people  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne.; 
With  thankful  souls,  behold,  we  pay 
A  tribute  of  thine  own. 
e      5  Accept  this  humble  mite, 
Great  sovereign  Lord  of  all; 
Nor  let  our  num'rous  mingling  sins 
The  9acred  ointment  spoil. 
—    4  Let  the  Redeemer's  blood 
Diffuse  its  virtues  wide; 
Hallow  and  cleanse  our  every  gift, 
And  all  our  follies  hide. 
e      5  O  may  this  sacrifice 

To  thee  the  Lord  ascend, 
— An  odour  of  a  sweet  perfume, 

Presented  by  his  haud. 
o      6  Well  pleas'd,  our  God  shall  view 
The  products  of  his  grace; 
And,  in  a  plentiful  reward, 

Fulfil  his  promises.  Newton. 

HYMN   190.    C.   M.     Doddridge. 
The  good  Samaritan.    Luke  x,  30 — 37. 
1  TC'ATHERof  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 

JP      All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 
b  2  O  may  oar  sympathizing  breasts 
^  That  generous  pleasure  know; 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 
c  3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief, 

In  low  distress  are  laid; 
p  Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
o      And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 
— 4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  men, 
When  thron'd  above  the  skies; 
And  midst  the  embraces  of  thy  love, 
He  felt  compassion  rise, 
o  5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground; 
e  And  gave  the  richest  of  his  blood, 

A  balm  for  every  wound.  Hymn  2<7. 

HYMN  191.    C.  M.    Paotro. 

Nature  and  Fruits  of  Charity. 
'    lf\  CHARITY,  thou  heavenly  grace! 
\J     All  tender,  soft  and  kind! 


A  friend  to  all  the  human  race, 
To  all  that's  sood  inclin'd! 


2  The  man  of  charity  extends 

To  all  his  lib'ral  hand; 
His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends 
His  pity  may  command. 
e   3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  distress; 
He  hears  when  they  complain; 
With  tender  heart  delights  to  bless, 

And  lessen  all  their  pain. 
4  The  sick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind, 

And  all  the  sons  of  grief, 
In  him  a  benefactor  find — 
He  loves  to  give  relief. 
o  5  'Tis  love  that  inakrs  religion  sweet; 
'Tis  love  that  makes  us  rise, 
With  willing  minds  and  ardent  feet, 
To  yonder  happy  skies. 
— 6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 

And  charity  pursue; 
o  Thus  shail  we  be  with  glory  crown'd, 

And  love  as  angels  do.  DevizeSi 

HYMN  192.    CM.     DonmunoE. 
Believing  Christ  in  his  Members.  Malt,  xxv,  40* 
el     i  KSUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace! 

(jiJP      Thy  bounties,  how  complete! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum' 

How  pay  the  mighty  debt? 
g  2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine; 
e  What  can  my  poverty  bestow — 

When  all  the  worlds  are  thine? 
— 3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names, 

Before  thy  Father's  face. 
e  4  In  them  thou  may'stbe  cloth'd  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheer'd; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 

My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 
— 5  Thy  face  with  rev'rence  and  with  love, 

I,  in  the  poor  would  see; 

0  rather  let  me  beg  my  bread, 

Than  hold  it  back  from  thee.      St.  Ann's. 

HYMN  193.     8  &  7. 
A  Charity  Hymn. 

1  T   ORD  of  life,  all  praise  excelling, 
JLi    Thou,  in  glory,  unconfin'd, 

Deign'st  to  make  thy  humble  dwelling, 
With  the  poor  of  humble  tnind. 

2  As  thy  love  through  all  creation, 
Beams  like  thy  diffusive  light; 

So  the  scorn'd  and  humble  station, 
Shrinks  before  thine  equal  sight. 

3  Thus  thy  care,  for  all  providing, 
Warm'd  thy  faithful  Prophet's  tongue; 

Who,  the  lot  of  all  deciding, 
To  thy  chosen  Israel  sung: — 

4  "When  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure, 
"Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind; 

"To  the  poor  belongs  the  treasure 
"Of  the  scatter'd  ears  behind." 

CHORUS. 

"These  thy  God  ordains  to  bless, 
"The  widow  and  the  fatherless." 

5  "When  thine  olive  plants  increasing, 
"Pour  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain, 

"Grateful  thou  shall  take  the  blessing, 
"But  not  search  the  bough  agaiu." 
cuoiius. — "These,  kc." 


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HYMN  194,  195,  196,  197,  198. 


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€  "When  thy  favour'd  vintage  flowing, 
"Gladdens  thy  autumnal  scene, 

"Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing, 
"But  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  .glean." 
chorus. — "These,  ccc." 

7  Still  we  read  thy  word  declaring 
Mercy,  Lord,  thine  own  decree; 

Mercy)  every  sorrow  sharing, 

Warms  the  heart  resembling  thee. 

8  Still  the  orphan  and  the  stranger, 
Still  the  widow  owns  thy  care; 

Screen'd  by  thee  in  every  danger, 
Heard  by  thee  in  every  prayer. 
HYMN    194.     L.  M.     Nkwton. 
Meeting  of  Christian  Friends. 

1  TT7  INDUED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
($      A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 

May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give, 
o  2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  is  giv'n, 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name; 

And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 

Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end,  the  same, 
—3  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above; 

Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  earthly  theme, 

When  christians  see  each  other  thus; 
e  We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Him, 
a  Who  lived — and  died — and  reigns — for  us. 
e  5   We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  suft'er'dfor  us  here  below; 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 

And  what  he's  doiug  for  us  now. 
— 6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore; 
o  And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet — to  part  no  more. 

Sicilian. 

HYMN  195.     S.    Al.     Fawcett. 
Parting  of  Christian  Friends. 
1    gj|  LES  l'  be  the  tie  that  binds 
*  B     Our  hearts  in  christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 
e      2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

—  3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
e  And  often  for  each  other  flows 

The  sympathizing  tear. 
e      4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain; 
— But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 
o       5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

—  C  From  sorrow,  toil  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free; 
g  And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign, 

Through  all  eternity. Bingham 

HYMN  I9,j.    O.  M. 
A   Marriage   Hymn. 
1    O IN CE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 

17     To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 


e  2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands; 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 
— 3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
Tosweeten  all  the  rest. 
e  4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 
That  they  with  christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burthens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 
— 5  As  Isaac  and  Rebecca  gave 
A  pattern  chaste  and  kind; 
So  may  this  married  couple  live, 
e      And  die  in  friendship  join'd. 
6  And  when  that  solemn  hour  shall  come, 
And  life's  short  space  oe  o'er, 
o  May  they  in  triumph  reach  that  home, 
Where  they  shall  part  no  more. 

Hymn  Id.  St..  Vim's. 


T^lOME,  thoi 
1_*L//     Thou  ha: 


HYMN    197.    8  ha  7.    Codmak's  Col. 
A  Marriage  Hymn. 

hou  condescending  Jesufr! 
tst  blest  a   marriage    feast; 
Come,  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us,, 

Deign  to  be  an  honour'd  guest. 
2  Once  at  Cana's  happy  village, 

Thou  didst  heavenly  joy  impart; 
Though  unseen,  may  thy  blest  image 
Be  insorib'd  on  every  heart.] 
e  3  Lord,  we  come  to  ask  thy  blessing 
On  the  happy  pair  to  rest; 
May  thy  goodness,  never  ceasing, 
Make  them  now  and  ever  blest. 
4  Thou  canst  change  the  course  of  nature* 
Turning  water  into  wine; 
e  But  we  ask  a  greater  favour — 
May  they  be  forever  thine. 
— 5  Thine  by  cov'nant  and  adoption, 
Thine  by  free  and  sov'reign  grace, 
May  they,  in  each  word  and  action, 
Do  thy  will,  and  speak  thy  praise. 
6  Gracious  Lord,  from  thy  free  bounty, 

Fill  their  basket  and  their  store; 
Give  them,  with  their  health  and  plenty, 
Hearts  thy  goodness  to  adore. 
e  7  Often  from  their  happy  dwelling, 
May  the  voice  of  prayer  ascend, 
For  thy  mercies  still  increasing, 
To  their  best,  their  kindest  Fkiend. 
— 8  Through  this  life's  tempestuous  ocean, 
Storms  are  thick  and  dangers  nigh; 

0  may  eonstant  pure  devotion, 
Guide  them  safe  to  realms  on  high. 

e  9  When  by  death's  cold  hand  divided, 

Which  dissolves  the  tenderest  ties, 
— By  thy  grace  again  united, 

May  they  in  thy  image  rise, 
o  10  Come,  thou  condescending  Jesus, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  songs  of  praise; 
Come,  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us, 

Make  us  subjects  of  thy  grace.       Sicilian. 

HYMN  198.    L.  M.    Doduiudge. 
A  Family  Hymn. 

1  "|J|  ATHER  of  men,  thy  eare  v/e  bless, 
Jp  Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace; 

From  thee  they  sprung,  and  by  thy  hand 
Their  root  and  branches  are  sustain'd. 


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HYMN  199,  200,  201,  202,  203,  204. 


e  2  To  God,  most  worth y  to  be  prais'd, 

Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd; 

M  ho,  Lord  of  Heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 

Wilh  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 
— 3  To  thee  may  each  united  House, 

Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows; 

Our  servants  here,  and  rising  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 
o  4  O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 

The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name; 
g  While  plcas'd,  and  thankful,  we  remove 

To  join  the  family  above. Green's. 

HYMN  199.    L.  M.    Kxsa. 
A   Morning  Hymn. 

1     A  WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
/\     Thy  daily  sU<e  of  duty  run; 

Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 

To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice, 
e  2  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew! 

Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew- 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  aud  will, 

And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 
—3  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 

AH  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 

In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
o  4  Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 

Praise  him  above_  angelic  host; — 
g  Pra:se  Father.  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.  Portu. 

HYMN  200.    Ts.    Haiit.  Col. 
A     Morning  Hymn. 

1  1^*  OW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone; 

'^     Now  the  morning  light  is  come; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to  day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  cleanse  our  sight; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to  day, 

Help  us  labour,  help  us  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around; 
Going  out,  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 

0  receive  us  then  at  last! 

e  Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 

When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore.  PleyeVs. 

HYMN  201.     L.  M.    Kenn. 
An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  |~1  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
\J(  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light; 

Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

8    Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
T  he  grave  as  little  as  my  bed: 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may, 
Rise,  glorious,  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 
And  may  sweet  sleep  my  eyelids  close: 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  If  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly   thoughts  supply; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest; 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 


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6  Praise  God  from  whence  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Worship.    Sicilian. 

HYMN  202.     8s.    Topladt. 
An  Evening  Hymn. 

1    |  N  SPIRE  R  and  Hearer  of  prayer, 
§    Thou  Feeder  and  Guardian  ot  thine; 

My  all  to  thy  covenant  care, 

I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 
o  2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me; 

And  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 

They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 
e  3  A  sov'reign  Protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand; 

Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 

Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 
— 4  From  evil  secure,  and  its  dread; 

I  rest  if  my  Saviour  be  nigh; 

And  songs  his  kind  presence  indeed. 

Shall  in  the  night  season  supply, 
o  5  His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound, 

His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend; 
O  And  wells  of  salvation  surround, 

The  soul  he  delights  to  defend.      Bethany. 

HYMN  203.    CM.    Liv.  Cot. 

A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 

1    x  tN  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God, 

"  J     My  waking  thoughts  attend; 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 
e  2  My  soul  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys; 
— And  fir'd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 

The  sacrifice  of  praise, 
e  3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eye*, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 
b  In  peace  and  safety  1  commit 

My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 
o  4  My   spirit  in  thy  hands  secure, 
Fears  no  approaching  ill; 
For  whether  waking,  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 
o  5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 
Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim; 
Wrhilst  all  with  me  shall  praise  and  sing, 
And  bless  the  Sacred  Name, 
e  6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  I'll  still 

Thy  growing  work  pursue; 
s  And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 

Eternal  praise  is  due.  Barby. 

HYMN  204.    L.    P.    M. 

Daily  Duties.     Dependence  and  Enjoyment. 

Rom.  xiv,  8. — .Morning  or  Evening. 

1  VJJTHEN,  streaming,  from  the   eastern 
\j  skies, 

The  morning  light  salutes  my  eyes, 
O  Sun  of  Righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  ray  darkness  into  day. 

2  When,  to  heaven's  great  and  glorious  King, 
My  morning  sacrifice  I  bring; 

And  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame, 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name: 
Then,  Jksvs,  sprinkle  with  thy  blood. 
And  be  my  Advocate  with  God. 


HYMN  205,  206,  207,  208,  209. 


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3  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  and  its  cares, 

0  Saviour,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend; 
Teach  me  thy  precepts,  all  divine, 
And  be  thy  great  example  mine. 

4  When  pain  transfixes  every  part, 
And  languor  settles  at  the  heart; 
When  on  my  bed,  diseas'd,  oppress'd, 

1  turn,  and  sigh,  and  long  for  rest; 
O  great  Physician!  see  my  grief, 
And  grant  thy  servant  sweet  relief. 

5  Should  poverty's  consuming  blow 
Lay  all  my  worldly  comforts  low, 
And  neither  help,  nor  hope  appear, 
My  steps  to  guide,  my  heart  to  cheer; 
Lord,  pity,  and  supply  my  need, 
For  thou  on  earth  wast  poor  indeed. 

6  Should  Providence  profusely  pour 
Its  various  blessings  in  my  store, 

O  keep  me  from  the  ills,  that  wait 
On  such  a  seeming  prosperous  state; 
From  hurtful  passions  set  me  free, 
And  humbly  may  I  walk  with  thee. 

7  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labours  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning  mercy  richly  bless'd, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest; 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 

0  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

8  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labours  done, 
Jesus,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  rny  dying  bed: 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
"To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise." 

Devotion. 
HYMN  205.     C.  M.    Fawcbtt. 
Religion  tlie  one  thing  needful. 

1  f  RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern, 
§B     Of  mortals  here  below; 

May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 

2  More  needful  this  than  glitt'ring  wealth, 
Or  au^ht  the  world  bestows; 

Not  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage, 
Amidst  our  youthful  bloom; 

'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  av^ful  tomb. 

4  O  may  my  heart  by  grace  renew'd, 
Be  my  Redeemer's  throne; 

And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd 
His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
Rejoined  with  godly  fear; 

And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

6  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 
Through  my  remaining  days; 

And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine, 
To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 

7  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire; 
Let  warm  affections  rise; 

And  may  I  wait,  with  strong  desire, 
To  mount  above  the  skies.  11 arby. St.  Jinn's. 
UYAi.\   '^00.     (J     Vi.     bxiItlZ 
Spring. 
I    ^S^HEX  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

V  ▼       And  blossoms  deek  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
flow  sweet  the  vernal  day! 


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e  2  Hark!  how  the  feather'd  warblers  sing! 

—    Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice; 

e  Soft  musick  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

o       And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

—3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies! 

The   showers,  with  blessings  fraught, 
Bid  virtue,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 

And  fix  the  roving  thought. 
e  4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  Hand  that  deigns  to  bless 

The  garden,  field  and  grove, 
g  5  That  bounteous  Hand  my  thoughts  adore, 

Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 

To  bless  the  craving  mind. 
e  6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart; 
— Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 

Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart, 
o  7  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song; 
s  And  love  and  gratitude  divine 

Attune  my  joyful  song.  Devizes. 

HYMN  207.     8s. 
Spring. 

1  T¥°W  sweetly  along  the  gay  mead, 
f5     The  daisies  and  cowslips  are  seen! 

The  flocks  as  they  carelessly  feed, 
Rejoice  in  the  beautiful  green! 

2  The  vines  that  encircle  the  bowers, 
The  herbage  that  springs  from  the  sod, 
Trees,  plants,  cooling  fruits  and  sweet  flow- 
All  rise  to  the  praise  of  my  God.  [ers, 

e  3  Shall  man,  the  great  master  of  all, 
The  only  insensible  prove? 

d  Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude's  call — 
Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love. 

g  4  The  Lord,  who  such  wonders  can  raise, 
And  still  can  destroy  with  a  nod, 
My  lips  shall  incessantly  praise — 
My  soul  shall  rejoice  in  my  God.  Uxbridge. 

HYMN  908.     C.     M.    Rippow. 

Summer:  A  Harvest  Hymn. 
1    npO  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 

|     My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers; 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth. 
The  smiling  harvest  hours, 
g  2  His  cov'nant  with  the  earth  he  keeps. 
My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring, 
o  3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 
The  waving  yellow  crop; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 
e  4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 
The  seeds  of  righteousness; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams, 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 
o  5  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 
Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop; 
The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  Ihavesow'd  in  hope.     Tloxohgu. 


HYMN  209.    C.  M.  Bcrdkh's  Coi.. 
Prayer  for  Rain. 
1   'fSJ'OW  may  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies, 

■»-^    Regard  us  when  we  call; 
'Tis  he  who  bids  the  vapours  rise, 

And  showers  abundant  fall. 


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2  On  thee,  our  God,  we  all  depend, 
For  life,  and  health,  and  food; 

O  make  refreshing  showers  descend, 
And  crown  the  year  with  good. 

3  The  evil  and  the  just  partake, 
These  bounties  of  thy  hand; 

Nor  will  a  God  of  love  forsake, 
This  long  indulged  land. 

4  Let  grace  come  down,  like  copious  rains, 
On   Zion's  drooping  field; 

So  shall  our  souls  revive  again, 

And  fruit  abundant  yield, 
o  5  Then  smiling  nature  shall  express 

Her  mighty  Maker's  praise; 
And  we,  t&e  children  of  thy  grace, 

Join  her  harmonious  lavs.  Abridge 


HYMN  210,  211,  212,  213,  214. 
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HYMN  iJ10.     L. 

Autumn. 


M. 


1    O  EE  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field, 
O      Mark— how  the  whitening  hills  are 

Behold  them  to  the  reapers  yield,     [turn'd! 

The  wheat  is  sav'd — the  tares  are  burn'd. 
c  2  Thus  the  great  Judge  with  glory  crown'd 

Descends  to  reap  the  ripen'd  earth; 
g  Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 

The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  sounds  of  glory  hear  him  speak, 
d  "Go  search  around  the  flaming  world; 

"Haste — call  my  saints  to  rise,  and  take 
"The  seats  from  which  their  toes  were  hurl'd 

4  "Go,  burn  the  chaff  in  endless  fire, 

"In  flames,  unquench'd,  consume  each  tare; 
"Sinners  must  feel  my  holy  ire, 
"And  sink  in  guilt — to  deep  despair." 

a  5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth: — 

— Angels  obey  the  awful  voice; 

d  They  save  the  wheat-they  burn  the  chafF;- 

g  All  heaven  approves  the  sov'reign  choice. 
Psalm  97th. 

tiV'MN    'ill.       U       AT      SiJiELE. 

Winter. 
1    ClTERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
j^  Encircling  nature  round; 
\)  How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 

Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd! 

e  2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart; 

And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 

An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 
In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
p  Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains — 
How  desolate  and  sad! 

—4  Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 
Thy  soul  reviving  ray; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  dayT. 
0  5  0  happy  state— divine  abode, 
Where  spring  eternal  reigns; 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 
g  6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 
My  drooping  joys  restore; 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 

Where  winters  frown  no  more.     TVeldon. 


HYMN  212.    C.  M.    Doddridge. 

Swiftness  of  Time.     JVfew  Year. 

1   |t  EMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bourn 

|T|      Of  the  revolving  year; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round! 

How  6hort  the  months  appear. 

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2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on — 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done; 

God's  judgment  shall  survey. 
■  3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale,  we  pass 

The  swift  revolving  year; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 

The  speed  of  its  career. 
—4  VY  aken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart, 

Its  great  concerns  to  see; 
That  I  may  act  Uk:  Christian  part, 

And  give  the  year  to  thee. 
»  5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 

To  joy  beyond  the  skies.        Canterbury. 

HYMN  213.     L.  M.       Rippos'sCol. 
Help  obtained  of  God.    JV'ew  Year. 

I   g  1  REAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
^Jf    By  which  supported  still  we  stand! 

The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shews; 

Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 
•  2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 

Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God; 

By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 
-3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own; 

The  future — all  to  us  unknown, 

YVe  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 

And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  ordepress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest; 

Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 

Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 
;  5  YVhen  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 

And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
;  Our  He/per,  God,  in  whom  we  trust. 

In  better  w  orlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

Cas tk  Street.  _ 

HYMN  214.     10  &  11.    Doddridge. 

Goodness  of  God.    JVeio  Year. 
1  TI OUSE  of  our  J-^od,  with  cheerful  au- 
-tt  JL  thems  ring, 

While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  graces  singr 
The  opening  year  his  graces  shall  proclaim, 
And  all  its  days  be  vocal  with  his  name; 
The  Lord  is  good— his  mercy  never  ending; 
His  blessings  in  perpetual  showers  descending 

2  The  heaven  of  heavens  he  with  his  boun- 

ty 611s:  - 

Ye  seraphs  bright,  on  ever  blooming  hills, 
His  honours  sound;  you  to  w  horn  good  alonej 
Unmingled,  ever-growing,  has  been  known: 
Through  your  immortal  life,  with  love    in- 
creasing, [ceasing. 
Proclaim    your   Maker's   goodness — never. 

3  Thou  earth, enlighten'd  by  his  rays  divine, 
Pregnant  with  grass,  and  com,  and  oil  and 

wine,  [meet, 

Crown'd  with  his  goodness,  let  thy  nations 

And  lay  their  crowns  at  his  paternal  feet; 

With  grateful  love  iTiatlib'ral  hand  confessing, 

Which    through  cash  heart  diffuses  ev'ry 

blessing. 

4  Zion  enrich  d  with  hi«  distinguished  grace, 

Blest  with  the  rays  of  thine  Emmanuel  s 

Zion.  Jehovah's  portion  and  i!elight,[face— - 

Grav'n  on  his  hands,  and  hourly  m  his  sight, 

In  sacred  strains,  exalt  that  grace  excelling 

Which    makes   thy   humble  hill  his  chosen 

duelling. 


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—   5  His  mercy  never  ends-the  dawn,the  shade 
Still  see  new  beauties  through  new  scenes 

display  'd; 
Succeeding  ages  bless  this  sure  abode, 
And  children  lean  upon  their  father's  God. 
e  The    deathless  soul    through    its    immense 
duration, 
Drinks  from  this  source  immortal  consolation. 

s    6  Burst  into  praise,  my  soul,  all  nature  join; 
Angels  and  men,  iu  harmony  combine: 
While  human  years  are  measur'd  by  the  sun, 
And  while  kternity  its  course  shall  run — 

g  His  goodness,  in  perpetual  showers  descend- 

Exalt  in  songs  and  raptures  never  ending. 

Wahverth. 

HYMN  215.    C.  M.    Doddkidgb. 
Close  of  the  Year. 
I     A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
[\      And  raise  your  voices  high; 
o  Awake  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 

That  shews  salvation  nigh. 
— 2  On  all  the  -wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near; 
o  Then  welcome,  each  declining  day! 

Welcome,  each  closing  year! 
—3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 
Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd, 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

o  4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course, 

e      Ye  mortal  pow'rs  decay; 

— Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 

o      Ye  bring  eternal  day.  Sunday. 


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HYMN  216.    L.  M.    Scott. 

Importance  of  Time. 
I  TIME,  how  few  thy  value  weigh! 
^.y      How  few  will  estimate  a  day! 
e  Days,  months,  and  years,  are  rolling  on, 
a.  The  soul  neglected — and  undone. 
. — 2  In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys, 

Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys; 

Whilst  death  stands  watching  at  our  side, 

Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 
e  3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 

Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place? 

Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  design 'd 

The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind! 
d  4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 

Hefashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time; 

Pilgrims  on  earth;  but  soon  to  be — 

The  heirs  of  immortality. 
~5  This  season' of  your  being,  know, 

Is  given  to' you  your  seeds  to  sow; 

Wisdom's  and  folly's  differing  grain* 

In  future  worlds,  is  bliss,  and  pain, 
e  fi  Then  let  me  every  day  review, 

Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through; 
—  \nd  whilst  probation's  minutes  last, 

Let  ev'ry  day  amend  the  past.     Carthage. 

HYMN  217.    C.  P.  M.    RippoVs  Cot. 

Serious  prospect  of  Eternity. 
el   ~g    O!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

|  j(  'Twfict  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand- 
p       Yet  how  insensible! 
— A  point  of  time — a  moment's  space — 
a      Removes  me  to- yon  heavenly  place, 
e      Or — shuts  me  up  in  heil ! 


— 2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  in  my  thoughtless  heart, 

Eternal  things  impress; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight!, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late — 

o      Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

— 3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; — 
e  And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 
To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 

— 4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear,  , 

To  make  my  calling  sure! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure! 

o  5  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive^ 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live, 
And  reign  with  thee  above; 
g  Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full,  supreme  delight, 
And  everlasting  love.  Pilgrim. 


HYMN  218.    8  &  7.    Madan's  Col. 
Eternity  joyfully  anticipated. 

1  "|  N  this  world  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

B  Compass'd  round  with  many  a  care, 
From  eternity  we  borrow 

Hope  that  can  exclude  despair. 

2  Thee,  triumphant  God  and  Saviour, 
In  the  glass  of  faith  we  see! 

O  assist  each  faint  endeavour! 

Raise  our  earth-born  souls  to  thee, 
e  3  Place  that  awful  scene  before  us, 
Of  the  last  tremendous  day, — 
When  to  life  thou  wilt  restore  us: 
o      Lingering  ages  haste  away. 
4  When  this  vile  and  sinful  nature 
Incorruption  shall  put  on! 
— Life-renewing,  glorious  Saviour, 

Let  thy  glorious  will  be  done.     Sicilian- 


HYMN  219.    C.   M.    Rippon's  Col. 

Old  Age  approaching. 

1  TTlTEKNALGod,  enthron'd  on  high!* 
JJJ     Whom  angel  hosts  adore; 

Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  passions  cool: 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 
What's  human  must  decay; 

e  My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone — 

Can  I  expect  to  stay? 
e  4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 
Projects  bis  awful  dart? 
Can  med'eines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  shield  my  heart? 
— 5  Ah,  no! — then  smooth  the  mortal  hour;. 
On  thae  my  hope  depends: 
Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 
o  6  Then  shall  my  soul,  O  gracious  GodT'. 
(While  angels  join  thelay,) 
Admitted  to  the  bless'd  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay:- 


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HYMN  220,  221,  222,  223,  224,  225.  147 


o  7  Through  heav'n,  howe'erremote  the  bound, 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim; 
•»  And  join  the  choir  of  saints,  who  sound 

Their  great  Redeemer's  name.  Plymouth. 

HYMN  220.    <J.  M.      hIrt\ 
Warning  to  prepare  for  Death. 

1  ~*TAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear — 

f       Repent! — thy  end  is  nigh! 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far: 
Oh,  think — before  thou  die! 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save: 
Thy  sins — how  high  they  mount! 

What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  gisive? 
How  stands  that  dread  account? 

3  Death  enters — and  there's  no  defence; 
His  time,  there's  none  can  tell: 

He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
fo  heaven — or  to  hell! 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  chiefest  care, 
Shall  crawling  worms  consume; 

But,  ah!  destruction  stops  not  there — 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day  the  gospel  calls; — to-day, 
Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you: 

Let  ev'ry  one  forsake  his  way, 

And  mercy  will  ensue.         Hishopsga^e. 

HYMN  221.    C.  M.    Doddridge. 
Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  All. 
Heb.  ix,  27. 

1  Tlj  EAV'Nhas  confirm'd  the  dread  decree, 
171     That  Adam's  race  must  die: 

One  gen'ral  ruin  sweeps  them  down — 
And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  survey, 
Where  you  must  shortly  dwell; 

e  Hark!  how  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  ev'ry  fun'ral  knell! 

3  Once  you  must  die — and  once  for  all; 
The  solemn  purport  weigh: 

For  know — that  heav'n  or  hell  are  hung, 
0«  that  important  day! 

4  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veil'd, 
Must  wake,  the  Judge  to  see; 

And  ev'ry  word — and  ev'ry  thought — 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

— 5  O  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend; 
o  And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend.  Windsor. 


HYMN  223.    C.  M. 
Death  welcomed,-  Heaven  anticipated. 

1  k  ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
J\      And  lot  it  faint  and  die; 

My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale. 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high: — 

2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long  sought  rest, 

(That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants,) 
Iu  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
o  3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 
I  now  the  cross  sustain; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain. 
4  I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  servants'  tears. 
And  take  his  exile  home. 
e  5  O,  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  mcf; 
Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  1  see, 
And  trees  of  Paradise, 
o  6  I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who.  taste  the  pleasures  there; 

•  They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 

And  conqu'ring  palms  they  bear. 

— 7  O  what  are  all  my  sufT'rings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 

With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet! 
8  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  paiu, 

Take  life  and  friends  away; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 

In  that  eternal  day.  St.  Paul's. 


HYMN  222.    L.  M.    Doddridge. 

Desiring  to  depart  and  be  with  Christ. 

Phil,  i,  23. 

1  XW7HILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

f  f    And  view  the  scenes  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 
p  2  Come,  ye  angelic  guardians,  come, 

And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home; 
— Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys  and  of  your  own. 
e  3  The  blissful  interview,  how  sweet, 

To  fall  transported  at  his  feet; 
6  Rais'd  in  his  arms  to  view  his  face, 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 

— 4  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  insight, 
I'll  wait  thy  signal  for  my  flight; 
For,  while  thy  service  I  pursue, 
J  find  my  heav'n  begun  below.    Islington. 


HYMN  224.    k.  M.    Fawcett. 
Death  of  the  Sinner  and  Saint. 

*  "W*7HAT  scenes  of  horrourand  of  dread— 
f  »     Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed! 

Death's  terrours  all  appear  in  sight, 

Presages  of  eternal  night! 
;  2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise, 

And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise; 

Mount  Sinai's  thunders  stun  his  ears, 

And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast; 

Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rest: 
o  Death  strikes  the  blow — he  groans  and  cries 

And,  in  despair  and  horrour— dies. 
— 4  Not  so  the  heir  of  heav'nly  bliss: 

His  soul  isfill'd  with  conscious  peace; 

A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear; 

He  sees  the  happy  Canaau  near, 
b  5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

No  terrours  in  his  looks  are  seen; 

His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 

And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 
— 6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  love  sincere, 

My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  clear; 

And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  past, 

May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  last.     Carthage^ 

HYMN  2-25.    C.  M.    Stennett. 
Infants,  living  or  dying,  in  the  Ai~ms  of  Christ. 

1  r|HHY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 

§     With  transport  all  divine; 
Thine  image  trace  in  ev'ry  word, 
Thy  love  in  ev'ry  line. 

2  With  joy  I  see  a  thousand  eharms. 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face; 

While  infants  in  thy  tender  aims. 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 


HYMN  226,  227,  228,  229,  230. 


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d  3  "I  take  there  little  lambs,"  said  lie, 
"Anil  lay  them  in  my  breast; 
"Protection  they  shall  find  in  me — 
"In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
"But  can't  dissolve  my  love; 

"Alillions  of  infant  souls  compose 
''The  family  above. 

5  "Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise, 
"And  mould  with  heav'nly  skill: 

"I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 

"And  hands  to  do  my  will." 
o  6  His  words,  ye  happy  parents,  hear, 

And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 
d  Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 

Shall  be  for  ever  thine.  St.  Jinn's. 

HYMN  22f».    C.  M.    DoonniDGE. 

On  the  Death  of  Children.    Isa.  iv,  5. 
1  ~^7E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears, 
j$       Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 
Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 

That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 
2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie, 
lvise,  and,  with  joy  and  reverence,  view, 
A  heavenly  Parent  nigh. 
e  3  Tho',  your  young  branches  torn  away. 

Like  withered  trunks  ye  stand; 
o  With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  the  Almighty's  hand. 

d  4  "I'll  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"In  my  own  house  a  place: 
"No  name  of  daughters  and  of  sons, 

"Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 
5  "Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

"A  rising  race  can  give; 
"In  endless  honour  and  delight, 
"My  children  d\  shall  live." 
— G  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising-  tears, 

Thro'  which  thy  face  we  see;  ,         [hearts, 
O  And   bless    those    wounds   which,   thro'  our 
Prepare  a  way  to  thee.  Canterbury. 

HYMN  227.     C.  M.    Steele. 
Death  of  a  Young  Person. 

jTHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away, 
r     By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 

Which  pity  must  demand. 
2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
a  With  awful  power — I  too  must  die — 

Siuk  deep  in  every  breast. 
9  3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more: 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb! 
«-— It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour! 
Tomorrow  death  may  come. 
4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  every  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  (he  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray, 
a  5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powei'fofl  arm  can  save; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
-  -ft  Great  <*!od,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  power; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour,    tile  of  Wight. 


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HYMN   228.    C.  M.     Scotch   Par. 
Death  of  Pious  Friends.     I  Thess.  iv,  13,  14. 

1  rivAKE    comfort,  christians,  when  your 

|[    In  Jesus  fall  asleep;  [friends, 

Their  better  being  never  ends; 
Then  why  dejected  weep? 

2  Why  inconsolable,  as  those 
To  whom  no  hope  is  given? 

Death  is  the  messenger  of  peace, 
And  calls  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3  As  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again, 
Victorious  from  the  dead; 

o  So  his  disciples  rise  and  reign, 

With  their  triumphant  head. 
e  4  The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clofids 

Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend; 
g  And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 
—5  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake; 
o  The  graves,  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge; 

And  earth's  foundation  shake, 
o  6  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high; 
— The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 

Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 
7  A  few  short  years  of  evil  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore; 
o  Where  death-divided  friends,  at  last, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more.  Zion. 


HYMN  229.    C.  M.     DonuRiDGE. 
The  Christina's  Farewell. 

1  "U7  E  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

S     With  all  your  feeble  light; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 
In  brighter  flames  array'd; 

My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere,; 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 
Of  my  divine  abode; 

The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts^ 

Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 
o  4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mis, 

With  that  unvaried  day. 
5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief, 

Shall  swell  into  my  eyes; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline, 

Amidst  those  brighter  skies, 
g  G  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view, 

With  infinite  delight.  St.  Paul's. 

HYMN  230.    8s.     Whitefield. 
Death  Gain  to  a  Believer. 

1  TTOW  blest  is  our  friend — now  bereft 
|~|    Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind! 

How  easy  his  soul — that  has  left 
This  wearisome  body  behind? 
Of  evil  incapable  thou,' 
Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see; 
No  longer  in  misery  now — 
No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

2  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 
With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain; 
The  war  with  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  vex  him  agnin. 


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HYMN  231, 


No  anger  henceforward,  nor  shame, 
Shall  redden  his  innocent  clay; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 
And  passion  is  vanish'd  away. 

3  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest. 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er; 
This  quiet  immoveable  breast, 
Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more. 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 
Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat — 
It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

4  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Sealed  up  in  eternal  repose, 
Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep. 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 
These  hollows  from  water  are  free; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 
And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

5  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe; 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 
And  press  to  the  issues  of  death. 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
Oh,  shall  I  not  ere  long  become, 
My  spi'-it  created  anew — 

My  body  consign 'd  to  the  tomb!   Consolation. 

HYMN  '231.    L.  M.    Watts. 
A  Funeral  Hymn. 

1  "TTNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 

\Ji     Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds.    No  mortal  -woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

e  S  So  Jesus  slept; — God's  dying  Son 

Pass'd  thro"  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed; 
Kest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

o  4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn; 
Attend,  O  earth!  his  sov'reign  word; 

•  ltestore  thy  trust — a  glorious  form — 

Call'd  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord.  Siciliar»m 

HYMN  232.    C.  M.    Scotch  Par. 

The  Resurrection.    1  Cor.xv,  52 — 58. 

1   \\ THEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

1  T     This  rending  earth  shall  shake  — 
When  op'ning  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 
And  dust  to  life  awake; — 
o  2  Those  bodies,  that  corrupted  fell, 
Shall  incorrupted  rise; 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life, 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 
— 3  Belwld,  what  heav'nly  prophets  sung, 

Is  now  at  last  fulfill'd — 
o  That    death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign, 

And,  vanquish'd,  quit  the  field. 
o  4  Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  thus  begin  Losing: 
d  "Oh  grave!  where  is  thy  triumph  now? 
A  ml  where,  O  Death!  thy  sting! 
5  "Thy  sting  was  sin,  and  conscious  guilt; 

'Twas  this  that  arm'd  ihy  dart; 
The  law  gave  sin  its  strength,  and  force, 
To  pierce  the  sinner's  heart. 


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6  "But  God,  whose  name  be  ever  blest! 

Disarms  that  foe  we  dread; 
And  makes  us  conqu'rors,  when  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  head." 
— 7  r_Then  stedfast  let  us  still  remain, 
Though  dangers  rise  around; 
And  in  the  work  presorib'd  by  God, 
Yet  more  and  more  abound: — 
o  8  Assur'd,  that  though  we  labour  now, 
We  labour  not  in  vain; 
But  thro'  the  grace  of  heav'ns  great  Lord, 
The  eternal  crown  shall  gain. 3       Sunday 

HYMN  233.    C.   M.      Byles. 
The  Last  Tempest. 
e  1  THR7HEN  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 
*  <j       And  tempests  rend  the  skies; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire 
In  harsh  disorder  rise; — 
o  2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I'll  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song; 
e  My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
o       And  all  inspir'd  my  tongue. 
d  3  I'll  shout  aloud,  "Ye  thunders  roll, 
"And  shake  the  sullen  sky; 
"Your  sounding  voice,  from  pol*  to  pole, 

"In  angry  murmurs  try. 
4  "Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 
"And  clouds  the  heavens  deform; 
"Blow,  all  ye  winds,  from  every  place, 
"And  rush  the  final  storm!" 
— 5  Come  quickly,  blessed  Hope,  appear — 
Bid  thy  swift  chariot  fly; 
Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
And  snatch  me  to  the  sky. 
o  C  Around  thy  wheels,  in  the  glad  throng, 

I  d  bear  a  joyful  part; 
g  All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue — 

All  rapture  in  my  heart.  Arundel. 


HYMN  234.    8,  7,  &  4. 
Christ   Coming  to  Judgment. 
1    |    O,  he  comes — the  King  of  glory! 
jjj  £    With  his  chosen  tribes  to  reign; 
Countless  hosts  of  saints  ant)  angels 
Swell  the  mighty  conqueror's  train: 

Now  in  triumph, 
Sin  and  death  are  captive  led. 
g  2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  rending — 

All  the  nations  fill'd  with  dread! 
e  Hark!  the  trump  of  God — proclaiming 
Through  the  mansions  of  the  dead — 
d  "Come  to  judgment — 

Stand  before  the  Son  of  Man!" 
— 3  Now  behold  the  deail  awaking; 
Great  and  small  before  him  stand; 
Not  one  soul  forgot,  or  missing; 
None  his  orders  countermand: 
a  All  stand  waiting — 

For  their  last  decisive  doom! 
— 4  Hear  the  Chief  among  ten  thousand 

Thus  address  his  faithful  few: 

d  "Come  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

"Heaven  is  prepared  for  you; 

"1  was  hungr) — I    was    thirsty — I   was 
"And  ye  minister'd  to  uie."  Quaked — 

e  5  But  how  awful  is  the  sentence, 
d      "Go  from  me,  ye  ourscd  race  — 
"To  that  place  of  endless  torment, 
•'Never  more  to  see  my  face: 

"I   was   hungry — I    was  thirsty — I  was 
"Ye  to  me  no  mercy  shew'd."      [naked— 


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— 6  Now  awake  ye  slumbering  virgins, 

Trim  your  lamps;  the  bridegroom's  near; 
Let  your  loins  with  truth  be  girded, 
Signs  proclaim,  he'll  soon  appear: 

Mark!    the  fig-tree, 
Budding,  shows  the  summer's  near. 

e  7  Jesus,  save  a  trembling  sinner, 
While  thy  wrath  o'er  sinners  roll; 
In  this  general  wreck  of  nature, 

Be  the  refuge  of  ray  soul:       [light'nings--~- 

d  Jesus,  save  me!  Jesus,  save  me!  when  the 

Blaze  around  from  pole   to  pole.    Littleton. 

HYMN  235.    8,  7,  &  4.    Newton. 
The  Day  of  Judgment. 
e  1  TTfeAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders! 
d       H  f  Hark!  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round! 
e  How  the  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 
g  2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine! 
— You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
d      Then  shall  say,  "This  God  is  mine." 
e  Gracious  Saviour, 

Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine! 
o  3  At  bis  call,  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee: 
p  Careless  sinner, 

What  will  then  become  of  thee? 
e  4  Horrours  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  tremb'ling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
d      "Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart'. 
"Thou  with  Satan 

"And  his  angels,  have  thy  part!" 
—5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below; 
d  He  will  say,  "Come  near,  ye  blessed — 

"See  the  kingdom  I  bestow: 
"You  forever 

"Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

— 6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise: 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches- 
Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise: 

0  We  shall  triumph — 

g      When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze!       Hehnsley 

HYMN  236.    C.    M.    Patrick. 
TE  DEUM. 

A  General  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1  £~~i  GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess, 
%J  That  thou  the  only  Lord, 

And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  on  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 
To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 

Both  cherubim,  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry, — 

3  "Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
"Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey; 

'The  world  is  with  the  glory  fill'd 
"Of  thy  majestic  sway." 

4  The  apostle's  glorious  company, 
And  prophets  crown'd  with  light. 

With  all  the  martyrs  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 


HYMN  235,  236,  237. 


Select. 


5  The  holy  church,  throughout  the  world, 
O  Lord,  confesses  thee; 

That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

6  Thy  honour'd,  true,  and  only  Son, 
And  Holy  Ghost  the  spring, 

Of  never  ceasing  joy;  O  Christ, 

Of  glory  thou  art  King.  JMitcham. 


HYMN  237.    8s. 
Our  God  forever  and  ever. 

1  fTSHIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

I    Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus  the  First  and  the  Last, 
Whose  spirit  shall  guida  us  safe  home; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

Drummond. 


ASCRIPTIONS. 

7s. 

1    firL0RY  to  tlie  Father's  name; 
\J<     Jesus'  excellence  proclaim; 
Sing  the  blessed  Spirit's  praise; 
Angels,  swell  the  notes  we  raise. 


SING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly1  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

7s. 

FATHER,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 
Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done: 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 


8,  7,  &  4. 

GJ.LORY  be  to  God  the  Father, 
'  Glory  to  the  eternal  Son; 
Sound  aloud  the  Spirit's  praises; 
Join  the  elders  round  the  throne: 

Hallelujah, 
Hail  the  glorious  Three  in  One. 


C.  P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  Heavenly  host, 
And  in  the  church  below; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  bless'd  the  earth, 
From  whom  all  comforts  flow. 

8  &7. 

GLORY,  honour,  praise  and  power, 
To  the  Lamb  be  ever  paid: 
Lit  new  blessings  every  hour 
Rest  on  his  adored  head. 


5  &  6. 

BY  angels  in  heaven 
Of  every  degree, 
And  saints  upon  earth, 

All  praise  be  address'd 
To  God  in  Three  Persons, 

One  God  ever  bless'd: 
As  it  has  b«en,  now  is, 
And  alwavs  shall  h«. 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


PART  I. 


Psalm.' 


All  ye  that  love 
Almighty  Ruler 
Amidst  thy  wrath 
Among  th'  assemblies 

Among  the  princes  86 

And  will  the  God  83 

Are  all  the  foes  S3 
Arise,  ray  gracious  God  17 
Arise,  O  King  of  grate,  13  2 

Awake,  ye  saints,  135 

Before  Jehovah's  100 

Behold  the  lofty  sky  19 

Behold  the  love,  35 

Behold  the  sure  118 

Behold  thy  waiting  11° 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  103 
Blest  are  the  sons 
Blest  are  the  souls 


149  He  who  hath  made 
8  High  in  the  heav'ns, 
38:How  awful  is  thy 
82  How  did  my  heart 


Psalm. 


Psalm. 


122 
How  long,  O  Lord, 
How  perfect  is  thy  word  19 
How  pleasant,  84 

How  pleasant  'tis  to  see  133 
How  pleas'd  and  blxst  12Z 
How  shall  the  young      119 

Jehovah  reigns:  93 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  1 :  o 
72 

127 
103 


fesus  shall  reign 
If  God  succeed  not 
If  God  to  build 
I  lift  my  soul  to  God 
I'll  praise  my  Maker 
I'll  speak  the  honours 


Blest  are  the  undefiTd    1 19  j  £  ,Qve  the  vojuraes 


-15 


Blest  is  the  man, 
Blest  is  the  man  whose 
Blest  is  the  man  who 
Blest  is  the  nation 


Come,  children, 
Come,  let  our  so«!s 
Come,  sound  his  praise    95 
Consider  all  my  sorrows,  119 

David  rejoic'd  in  God      21 
Deep  in  our  hearts  69 

Early,  my  God,  63 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  99 


In  all  my  vast  concerns  139 
In  auger,  Lord,  rebuke 
In  God's  own  house 
In  Judah  God  of  old 
Into  thy  hand,  O  God 
Joy  to  the  world: 
Is  there  ambition 
It  is  the  Lord 
Judge  me,  O  Lord, 
Judges  who  rule 
Just  are  thy  ways, 
I  waited  patient 


Far  as  thy  name 
Father,  I  bless 
Father,  I  sing 
Firm  and  uumov'd  125 

Firm  was  my  health, 
Foots  in  their  hearts         14 
For  ever  blessed  144 

For  ever  shall  my  song  89 
From  age  to  age  exalt  107 
From  all  that  dwell  117 
From  deep  distress         130 


150 


My  God,  my  King, 

My  God,  permit 

My  God,  the  steps 

My  heart  rejoices  31 

My  never-ceasing  songs  89 

My  refuge  is  the  God  11 

My  righteous  Judge,  143 

My  Saviour.my  almighty  71 

My  Shepherd  23 

My  soul,  how  lovely  84 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  119 

My  soul,  the  great  !04 

My  spirit  looks  to  God    62 

My  spirit  sinks  within  42 

My  trust  is  in  my  7 

Not  to  our  names,  115 

Not  to  ourselves,  115 
Now  from  the  roaring 
Now  let  our  mournful 
Now  may  the  God 

Now  shall  my  solemn  66 


P«:»ln7> 


M5|The  King  of  saints, 
63|TheLord.how  wondrouslOS 
37  The  Lord  Jehovah  9J 

The  Lord  is  come,  97 

T'.e  Lord  my  Shepherd  23 
The  Lord  of  glory  27 

The  Lord  of  glory  93 

The  Lord  the  Judge  50 
The  Lord  the  Judge  50 
The  Lord,  the  sov'reign  103 
The  praise  of  Zion  65 

Think,  mighty  Ged,  89 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  118 
This  spacious  earth  24 

Thou  art  my  portion,    119 


Let  all  the  earth 
Let  all  the  heathen 
Let  children  hear 


Let  evYy  creature  join  148 


Give  thanks  to  God;  107 

Give  thanks  to  God,  105 

Give  thanks  to  God  136 

Give  to  our  God  136 

Give  to  the  Lord,  29 

God  in  his  earthly  87 

God  is  the  refuge  46 

God  my  supporter  73 

God  of  eternal  love  106 

God  of  my  childhood  71 

God  of  my  life,  39 

God  of  my  mercy  189 

Great  God,  attend  84 
Great  God,  how  oft 
Great  God,  indulge 
Great  God,  whose 
Great  is  the  Lord, 

Great  is  the  Lord  48 
Great  Shepherd  of  thine  80 

Had  not  the  Lord,  124 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  112 

Happy  the  city  where  144 

Happy  the  man  whose  146 

Happy  the  man  whose  1 

Hear  me,  O  God,  102 

Hear  what  the  Lord  89 
He  lives!  the  everlasting  121 

Help  Lord,  for  men  12 

Hie  reigns:  the  Lord  97 


7<l 


155 


Let  ev'ry  tongue  145 

Let  God  arise  in  all  68 

Let  heathens  to  their       16 
Let  sinners  take  55 

Let  Zion  in  her  King  46 
Let  Zion  and  her  sons  102 
Long  as  I  live  I'll  bless  145 
Lord,  hast  thou  cast 
Lord,  I  am  vile, 
Lord,  I  esteem 
Lord,  if  thine  eyes 
Lord,  I  have  made  119 
Lord,  in  the  morning  5 
Lord,  I  will  bless  thee  34 
Lord  of  the  worlds  above  84 
Lord,  thou  hast  call'd  8 
Lord,  thou  hast  heard  118 
Lord,  thou  hast  search'd  139 
Lord,  thou  hast  seen  18 
Lord,  thou  wilt  hear 
Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant 
Lord,  we  have  heard 
Lord,  what  a  fveble  90 
Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  73 
144 


O,  aH  ye  nations,  praise  117 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  32 
O  bless  the  Lord,  103 

Of  justice  and  of  grace  101 
O  for  a  shouc  of  sacred  47 
O  God  of  grace  4 

O  God  of  mercy  hear  51 
On  God  the  race  of  man  65 
O  happy  man  whose  128 
O  happy  nation,  33 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  119 
O  Lord,  how  many  3 

O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  8 
O  that  the  Lord  would  119 
O  that  thy  statutes  119 

O  tbou  who  hear'st  51 

O  thou  whose  grace  123 
O  thou  whose  justice  56 
Our  God,  our  help 
Out  of  the  deeps 
O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  55 
O  what  a  stitf  rebellious   78 


Lord,  what  is  man, 
Lord,  » li  it  was  man 
Lord,  when  I  opunt         139 
Lord,  wlten  thou  didst 
Loud  hallelujahs  148 

Lo!  what  a  glorious        118 
Lo!  what  an  133 

Maker  and  sovereign 
Mercy  and  judgment 
Mine  eyes  and  ray  desire  25 
My  God.  accept  141 

My  God,  consider 
My  God,  how  mauy 
My  God,  in  whom 


101 


hou  God  of  love,  120 

Through  ev'ry  age,  90 

Thrice  happy  man  112 

Thus  I  resolv'd  before  39 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  40 

Thus  the  eternal  110 

Thy  mercies  fill  119 

Thy  name,  almighty  117 

Thy  works  of  glory,  107 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  65 

To  God  I  cry'd  77 

To  God  I  made  142 

To  God  the  grtat,  106 
To  our  almighty  Maker  95 

To  thee  before  119 

To  thee,  most  Holy  75 

'Twas  for  our  sake,  69 

'Twas  from  thy  hand,  139 


Praise  waits  in  Zion, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord.exalt  135 
Praise  ye  the  Lord; 
Preserve  me  Lord 


Rejoice,  ye  righteous, 
Remember,  Lord, 
Return,  O  God  of  love, 


Salvation  is  for  ever 
Shew  pity  Lord,  O  Lord  51 
Shine  on  our  land. 
Sing,  all  ye  nations 
Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud 
Sing  to  the  Lord 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  96 

Songs  of  immortal  111 

Soon  as  I  heard 
Sure  there's  a  righteous 
Sweet  is  the  mem'ry 
Sweet  is  the  work, 


Teach  me  the  measure     So 

Th'  Almighty  reigns        97 

That  man  is  blest  112 

The  earth  for  ever  24 

119   I'hee  will  1  love,  18 

J  The  God  Jehovah  reigns  99 

57' The  God  of  glory  sends    50 


Up  from  my  youth,  129 
Upward  I  lift  mine         12t 

We  bless  the  Lord,  68 

We  love  thee.  Lord,  18 

What  shall  I  render  lift 

What  sinners  value  17 

When  God  is  nigh  IS 

When  God  reveal'd  126 

When  Israel  freed  114 

When  I  with  pleasing  139 

When  oveiwhelm'd  61 
When  pain  and  anguish  119 

When  the  great  Judge,  9 

Where  nothing  dwelt  107 

Where  shall  the  man  25 

Where  shall  we  go  132 

While  I  keep  silence  32 

Who  shall  aseend  15 

Who  will  arise  94 

Why  did  the  nations  2 

Why  do  the  wealthy  57 

Why  does  the  Lord  10 

Why  does  the  man  49 

Why  should  I  vex  37 

Will  God  for  ever  74 

With  all  my  pow'rs  13* 

With  earnest  longings  42 

With  my  whole  heart  9 

With  iny  whole  heart  119 

With  rev'renoe  let  89 
With  songs  and  honours  115 

When  you  behold  10? 

^e  holy  angels,  in  God  S3 
Ye  nations  of  :he  earth,  109 
Ye  shores  and  isles  97 

Ye  sons  of  pride  49 

Ye  v,  ho  delight  to  serve  1 1 3 
Ve  who  obey  1 34 

Ye  ,tribei  of  Adam  join   14* 


My  God,  my  everlasting  7ll The  henv'm  declare        lOHfet'  saith  the  LorJ",  «9 


J5S 


FIRST  LINES. 


PART    II. 

Note.    The  Letters  a,  b,  c,  denote  the  First,  Second,  and  Third  BOOK. 


B.  H.|  B.  H.,  B.  H 

b      9  Great  Go  d,  to  what    b  112;  Man  lias  a  soul  b   146 

a    25  Great  King  of  glory    b  I59,Mistaken  souls  a  140 

b  105  Great  was  the  day,      b  l44lMy  dear  Redeemer    b  139 
!My  drowsy  pow'rs,      b    25 
a  124  My  God  how  endless  a    81 
b    64  My  God,  my  lile,         b    93 
b     S3  'My  God.  my  portion,  b    94 
Hark  from  the  tombs  b    63  My  God,  permit  b  122 

Backward  with  a    57'  Hear  what  the  voice    a     18  My  God,  the  spring    b    54 

Behold  how  sinners    a  131.!  Hence  from  my  soul   b    73  My  heart,  how  b    98 

Behold  the  blind         b  137j Here  at  thy  cross,        b      4. My  Saviour  God,         b  141 
a      1  High  as  the  heav'us     b  115  My  soul,  come  b    61 

a       3:  Hosanna,  &c.         c  42  to  45, My  soul  forsakes  b 

a  1171  Hosanna  to  00r  b     89 j My  thoughts  b  162 

b  1351  Hosanna  to  b    76 

a   i23JHo,anna  to  the  royal  a    16  Naked  as  from  the 
Beholdwhat  wondrous  a    64;  Hosanna  with  b      8  Nature  with  all  her 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  a  102;  How  are  thy  glories     c    25Nature  with  open 
Biess*d  be  the  a     26;  How  beauteous  are 

Bless'd  be  the  Father  c    26JHow  condescending 
Bless'd  morning!  b    72jHow  large 

Bless'd  with  the  joys  b  128i  How  oft  have  sia 


Alas,  and  did 

Ail  mortal  vanities 

And  are  we 

And  must  this  body    b  110 

Arise  my  soul,  b    82|Had  I  the  tongues 

Attend  while  God's    b  13o!  Happy  the  church, 

Awake  our  souls,         a    48  Happy  the  heart 


Bi  hold  the  glories 
Behold  the  grace 
Behold  the  potter 
Behold  the  woman's 
Behold  the  wretch 


B.  H- 

Stoop  down  niytho'ts,  b    28 
Strait  is  the  way,        b  161 

That  awful  day 
Thee  we  adore. 
The  glories  of  my 
The  God  of  mercy 
The  law  by  Moses 
The  law  commands 
The  Lord  declares 
The  Lord  descending  b  126 


Blood  has  a  voice 
Blight  King 
Broad  is  the  road 
Bury'd  in  shadows 


b  118 
b     51 

b  158 
a    97 


Christ  and  his  cross  a  119 
Christ  has  done  a    49 

Come,  all  harmonious  b  84 
Come,  dearest  Lord  ,  a  135 
Come  hither,  all  ye  a  127 
Come.  Holy  Spirit,  b  34 
Come,  let  us  join  a  62 
Come,  ye  who  love      b    30 


a  10 

>b  142 

a    95 

a  126 


lehovah  speaks, 
Jehovah  reigns, 
Jesus,  in  thee 
Daughters  of  Zion,      a    72  Jesus  is  gone  above 
Dearest  of  all  b  148  Jesus,  we  bless 

Death  may  dissolve     a    27.Jesus,  with  all 
Deceiv'd  by  subtle       a  107  In  Gabriel's  hand 
Deep  in  thedust  a  124  In  thine  own  ways, 

Descend  from  heav'n  ,b    23  In  vain  we  lavish 
Do  we  not  know  a  122;Innnite  grief. 

Down  headlong  from  b   96 1  Join  all  the  glorious 
Dread  Sov'reign ,        b      7 lis  this  the  kind 

Ere  the  blue  heav'ns  a      2'Laden  with  guilt 
Eternal  Spirit,  b  13.3  Lei  everlasting 

[Let  ev'ry  mortal 
Faith  is  the  brightest  a  120; Let  God  the  Father 


10  No,I'l  I  it-pine  at  death  b  102 
c      4  [Ko  more,  my  God,       a  109 
a  II3!Nor  eye  has  seen, 
a  I  -<9JNot  all  the  blood 
How  sad  cur  state      b    90  Not  all  the  outward 
How  short  and  hasty  b     32  Not  different  food 
How  sweet  and  awful  c    13  Not  from  the  dust 
How  vain  are  all         b    48  ,Not  the  malicious 
How  wondrous  great,  b    87  (Not  to  the  terrours 

iNot  with  our  mortal    a  108 
I  give  immortal  praise  c    38  Now  be  the  God  a    50 

I  hate  the  tempter      b  156  Now  by  the  bowels 
I'm  not  asham'd  a  I03Nowfora  tune 

I  send  the  joys  b    1 1,  Now  have  our  hearts  c    14 

I  sing  my  Saviour's    b  114  Now  in  the  heat  a    91 

84  Now  Satan  comes       b  1*7 
b  168  Now  shall  my  inward  a    39 


a  104 
b  152 


a  130 
b     43 


a  145  Now  to  the  Lord 
c  6|Now  to  the  Lord 
a  54  Now  to  the  pow'r 
b    2'/ 

a    59  O!  if  my  soul 
a    30  O  might  I  once 
a      9.0  the  delights, 
b    90  Once  more  my  soul, 
a  150  Our  God,'  how  firm 
b    74  Our  souls  shall 
Our  spirits  join 

b  iral 

b  I3IiPlung'd  in  a  gulf 
a      7jPraise,  everlasting 


b  106 
b 


22 


h 

107 

b 

55 

b 

71 

c 

30 

a 

ns 

b 

121 

b 

120 

b  126 

c 

21 

b  169 

c 

s 

b 

12 

a 

99 

a 

11(1 

b 

66 

a 

11 

c 

2 

b  138 

Far  from  my 
Father,  I  long, 
Father,  we  wait 
Firm  as  the  earth 
From  heav'n 


b    15  Let  God  the  Maker's  c    31  Raise  thee,  my  soul,    b    33 


The  Lord,  how 
The  Lord  Jehovah 
The  promise  of  my 
The  true  Messiah 
The  voice  of  my 
There  is  a  house 
There  is  a  land 
There  was  an  hour 
This  holy  bread 
This  is  the  word 
Thou,  whom  my  soul  a  67 
Thus  did  the  sons  b  127 
Thus  far  the  Lord  a  80 
I'hus  saith  the  first  a  116 
Thus  saitfc  tl»e  high  a  87 
Thus  saith  the  mercy  a  121 
Thus  saith  the  wisdom  a  93 
Thy  favours,  Lord,  b  45 
Time,  what  an  empty  b  58 
Tis  by  the  faith  b  129 

'Tis  but  at  best  b    39 

'Tis  not  the  law  b  124 

To  God  the  only  wise  a  51 
To  him  who  chose  c  39 
'Twas  by  an  order  b  151 
Twas  on  that  dark,  c  1 
,Twas  the  commission  a    52 

Up  to  the  Lord  b    46 

Vain  are  the  hopes 
Vain  are  the  hopes 

We  are  a  garden 

We  bless  the  Prophet  b  132 

60  We  sing  th' amazing   c  17 

We  sing  the  glories     a  55 

Welcome,  sweet  day   b  14 

Well,  the  Redeemer's  b  36 

60|What  equal  honours    a  63 
What  happy  men 


04 


74 


b    63!  Let  others  boast 


24  Let  Pharisees  of  high  a  133 
a  138  Let  the  wild  leopards  b  160 
b    97  j  Let  them  neglect         b    35 
JLet  us  adore  c      5 

Gentiles  by  nature,     a  114  Life  is  the  time  a    88 

Give  me  the  wings      b  140  Like  sheep  we  went    a  142 


b    19  Raise  your 


Glory  to  God 

Glory  to  God 

Glory  to  God 

God  is  a  King 

God  is  a  s;>iiit 

God!  the  eternal         b    27 

Go  preach  my  go, pel,  a  128 

Clo  worship  at  a  1  MS 

Great  GoJ,  how  b    67 


29  Li>  what  a  glorious  a    21 

b    591  Lo  the  destroying  b  155 

c     27  Long  have  I  sat  b  165 

b  170,  Lord,  at  thy  temple  a    19 

a  I36i  Lord,  how  secure  a  II  ■> 


Lord,  we  confess  a  III 
Lord,  what  a  heav'n  b  16 
Lord,  what  a  wretched  b  53 


Rise  rise,  my  soul, 

Saints,  at  your 
Salvation!  O  the 
Shall  the  vile  race 


b  104 
b 


a  129 

b     88 


What  shall  we  pay      c    12 
When  I  can  read  b    65 

When  strangers  stand  a    76 
When  the  great  b    24 

Where  are  the  b  154 

Who  can  describe        a  101 


82'Whohasbeliev'd  a  141 

Shall  we  go  on  to  sin  a  106 1  Who  shall  the  Lord's  a  14 
Sin  has  a  thousand  b  150  Why  does  your  face,  b  85 
Sin. like  a  venomous  b  153|Why  do  we  mourn  b  3 
Sing  to  the  Lord  b    13iWhy  it  my  heart        b    20 

Sitting  around  c    23  Why  should  the         a    144 

So  did  the  Hebrew  a  112  With  cheerful  voice  a  148 
So  let  our  lips  a  132  With  joy  wemedate  a  125 

So  new  born  babes       a  143 
Stand  up  my  soul,       b    77  Ye  sons  of  Adam,       a    89 


PART  III. 


Alasiwhat  hourly 
All  hail  the  power 
Although  the  vine 
Am  I  a  soldier 
And  is  the  gospel 
And  let  this  feeble 
And  will  the  great 
Angels,  roll  the  rock 
Ann  of  the  Lord, 
As  birds  their  infant 
Attend,  my  soul, 
Awake,  and  sing 
.Vw:n;e,  lay  soul, 
■V  vake,  ye  saints, 


223 
141 1 
24 
131 
178 
5 
103 
199 
2 1 S 


Bestow,  dear  Lord, 
Blessed  are  the  sons 
Blest  be  the  lie 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet 
By  whom  was  David 

Come,  Holy  Spirit, 
Come,  humblei  sinner, 
Come,  thou  Almighty 
Come,  condescending 
Come,  thou  Fount 
Come,  thou  long 
Come  tune,  ye  saints, 
Come i  ye  weary  souls, 


H., 

165  Day  of  judgment, 
100  Dear  Jesus,  when, 
195. Dear  Lord,  and  shall 
132  D  seem!.  Holy  Spirit, 
75  Didst  thou, dear  Jesus, 
Dismiss  us  with  thy 


Encompass'd  with 
Eternal  God,  enthron' 
Eternal  Source 
Eternal  Wisdom, 
Exert  thy  pow'r, 


53 

d219 

140 

3 

182 


Faith,  'tis  a  precious         44 


H. 

Father,  how  wide  29 

Father  of  all,  we  bow  133 
Father  of  men,  thy  care  193 
Father  of  mercies,  145 

Father  of  mercies,  send  190 
Fierce  passions  73 

From  whence  these  18 

Glorious  things  of  thee  177 
Glory  to  God  on  high  30 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  201 
God  moves  in  a  68 

Glorious  Lord,  167 

Grateful  notes  104 


FIRST   LINES, 


153 


H. 

Great  God,  now  162 

Great  God,  the  nations  184 
Great  God,  we  ling  213 
Great  Lord  of  angels,  143 
Guide  rat,  O  thou  91 

-  Hail,  everlasting  Spring,°173 
Mail,  mighty  Jesus.         IIS 
Hail,  the  day  that  saw 
Hail,  thou  once 
Hark,  hear  the  sound, 
Hark,  the  glad  sound, 
Hark,  the  herald  angels 
Hark,  the  herald  angels    21 
t ,    Hark!  the  voice1  of  love  173TX 
•    Heal  us,  Emmanuel,-       76 
Hear  what  God  the  Lord  179 
Hear  what  the  Lord,        169 
Heav'n  has  oonfirm'd      221 
He  dies,  the  Friend 
He  lives^  the  great 
Here  at  thy  table,  Lord,  169 
He  who  on  earth  as  man  160 
Hit  master  taken  frum    148 
Honour  and  happiness    105 
House  of  our  God,  214 

How  am  thy  servants  94 
How  blest  is  our  Friend  230 
How  helpless  guilty  34 
How  oft,  alas,  37 

How  shall  I  hit  81 

How  rich  thy  bounty,  146 
How  soft  the  words  164 
How  sweetly  along  207 


I  ask'd  the  Lord 
I  know  that  my  86 

Indulgent  Sovereign  180 
In  sin  by  blinded 
Inspirer  and  hearer  202 
In  sweet  exalted  strains  142 
In  themselves  as  weak  135 
Til  this  world  of  sin 
Israel,  in  ancient  days 
Itls  the  Lord, 
I  was  a  grov'ling 

Jesus,and8halliteverbe  50 
Jesus,  at  thy  cnnunaud  85 
Jesus,  Jut!  of  all  113 


Jesus,  I  know,  lias  died  62 
Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul  84 
Jesus,  my  Lord.  192 

Jesus,  thy  blood 
Jesus,  whose  blood 
Joy  i>  a. fruit 

Keep  silence, 
Kindred  in  Christ, 


Let  me  dw»ll  on 
Let  us  awake  our  joys 
Lift-iip  your  heads 
Liiten,  ye  hills, 

o!  he  comes, 

ouk  down,  O  Lord, 
Look  up,  my  soul, 
Lu!  on  a  narrow  neck 
Lord  of  all  worlds, 
Lord  of  life. 
Lord,  send  thy  word. 
Lord,  we  come  before 
Lord,  what  our  ears 
Love  Divine, all  love 


On  wings  of  faith 
O  righteous  God, 
O  sight  of  anguish"! 
O  that  my  load  of  sin 
O  thou,  before  whose 
O  time,  how  few  thy 
Our  Saviour  alone 
O  Zian,  afflicted  with 

Perpetual  Source 
Praise  to  the  Lord 


Manna  to  Israel 
Many  wses  hal  Christ 
Mighty  God.  25 

My  gracious  Redeemer  101 
My  song  shall  bless  88 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  33 

152 
148 
166 

131 

209 
200 


Now  for  a  hymn 
Now  let  our  drooping 
Now  may  fervent 
Now  may  the  God 
Now  may  the  Lord 
Now  the  shades 


O  charity,  thou  191 

O'er  mountain  tops  186 
O,  for  a  closer  walk  67 

O  God,  ws  praise  thee,  236 
O  God,  whose  47 

O  happy  day,  that  fix'd  151 
O,  how  I  love  thy  69 

O  Lord,  my  best  70 

O  Lord,  our  languid  125 
O  my  soul,  what  means  6C 
One  there  is,  above  ail      64 


On  man  in  his  ow» 

On  thee  each  morning,   203 


lot 


Raise,  thoughtless 
Rejoice.the  Lord  is  King  2U 
Religion  is  the  chief  205 
Remark,  my  soul,  212 

Rise,  my  soul,  98 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  45 

Safely  through  another  121 
See  Gabriel  swift  93 

See,  gracious  Lord,  136 

See  how  brown  autumn  210 
161 
10 


See  Israel's  gentle 
Shepherds  rejoice, 
Sin  enslav'd  rue 
Since  Jesus  freely 
Sing,  ye  redeemed 
Sinner, art  thou  still 
Sinners,  the  voice 
Siiuiers.will  you  scorn 
Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  87 
Stern  winter  throws 
Sweet  was  the  time 


The  Spirit  breathej 
This  is  the  feast 
Thou  dear  Redeemer, 
Thou  only  Sovereign 
Through  all  changing 
Thus  saith  the  Holy  One 
Thus  sailh  the  Lord 
Thy  bounties,  gracious 
Thy  life  I  read, 
'Tis  a  point  I  long 
'Tis  finish'd— so 
To  praise  the  ever 

Unveil  thy  bosom. 
Vain  man,  thy  fond 

Weary  of  struggling 
Welcome,  delightful 
What  jarring  natures 
What  scenes  of  horrour 
What  various 
What  venerable  sight 
When  Abraham  full 
When  all  thy  mercies, 
When  any  turn 
When  at  this  distance, 
When  blooming  youtn 
When  I  view  my 
When  oil  the  cross 


17c^Wiu;n,  streaming 


225 


Take  oomfort, 

The  billows  swell, 

The  deluge,  at  th'  63 

The  Lord  iny  pasture  92 

The  Lord  of  Sabbwh  123 

The  Lord  on  mortal  1)7  Ye  golden  lamps 

The  message  first  156  Ye  hearts,  with 

The  moment  a  sinner  43  Ye  humble  souls, 

The  new  born  child  46  Ye  mourning  saints, 

The  peace  which  God  130  Ye  servants  of  God 

There  it  a  God,  1  Ye  sons  of  earth, 

The  saints  should  never   74 

The  Saviour!  what  a  172  Zeal  is  that  puro 


When  the  last  trumpet's 
When  verdure  clothes 
When  wild  confusion 
When  I  to  grief 
While  on  the  verge 
While  shepherds 
Whilst  thee  I  seek. 
With  my  substance 
With  rev'rand  awe, 
World  adieu. 
Write  to  Sardis, 


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INDEX  OF  THE  SUBJECTS 


OF  THE 


1'SALMS  AND  HYMNS. 

.Note.  'lTie  Figures,  when  preceded  by  no  Letter,  refer  to  the  Psalms,-  iohen  preceded  by  a 
they  rejer  to  Hymns  of  the  First  Book — by  b,  to  Hymns  of  the  Second  Book — by  e,  tt 
Hymns  of  the  Third  Book — by  s,  to  the  Select  Hymns. 


AARON— a  145— b  12,  124— s  19. 

Abraham— 98— a  60,  99,  113,  114,  120,  121, 
129— b  127, 129— s  74. 

Access — to  the  throne  of  Grace  by  the  Medi- 
ator, b  108. 

Adam—  and  Christ,  3— a  57,  107,  124— b  128 
— s6. 

Adieu— to  the  World,  b  10,  11— s  97. 

Adoption — a  64,  143 — s  100. 

Affliction — Beneficial  119 — s  56,  69. 
from  God,  a  5, '83. 
sanctified  by  the  Word,  s  69. 

Age— See  Old. 

Aged  Saint,  71.    Sinner,  a  91. 

ANGELS—b  27.    Fall,  b  24,  96,  97.    Ministry, 
34,  91,138— b  112— s  79,   93. 

Antichrist — a  56,  59. 

Apostates — b  158 — s  40. 

Apostles — Commissioned,  a  128. 

Ark — s  63. 

Aspiration — towards  Christ,  a  135 — b  23,  47 
— s  84.  towards  God,  63,  S4,  119.  towards 
Heaven,  90— a  21, 110— b  3,  10,  11,  23,  33, 
41,  59,  67,  162— s  98,  99.  after  Holiness, 
5,  119. 

Assurance — a  27,  103,  144 — b  16,  65,  73 — a 
61,  62,  88. 

Atheism — 14. 

Atonement — See  Christ  and  Sacrifice. 

Autumn — s  210. 

Awe- 47,  89,  95,  99,  119~b  27,  51. 

BABYLON— Mystical,  65— a  56,  59. 
Backsliding,  25— b20. 
Banishment — from  God,  107. 
Banner — s  75. 

Baptism— a  52, 113,  114,  121— b  127,  141— s 

160,  161,  162.  Spiritual,  a  52,  122. 

Beatiuck  Vision,  17 — a  21,  25,  40 — b  23, 

33,  41/ 
Beatitudes — 102. 
Bllieyers — See  Saints. 
Blessing — of  Abraham  on   the     Gentiles^    a 

113,  114. 
Blessings — 68.     See  Mercies.       j 
Blood — of  Christ,  51,  69 — b  4,  85— c  3,  17. 
Bones — Dry,  s  114. 
Book — of  Nature  and  Scripture,  19, 
Bread — Spiritual,  c  5. 
Burial — with  Christ,  122. 
Business — of  Life  blest,  127. 

CANAAN— 95.  Heavenly,  b  66,  124. 
CjUKiTx—  -a  126, 133 — s   191.     to  the  Poor, 
37,  41,  112— »  190—193. 


Chastisement— 9, 11,  89,  107. 
Children— admonished,  a  89,  91.    devoted  to 
God,  a  113, 114,  121— b  127— s  160, 161,  162. 
exhorted,  34— a   91—  s   163,    164,    165.    in- 
structed, 78-- s   163—165.    praising  God,  8. 
prayed  for,  s  160,  162,  166,  167, 
Christ— and  Aaron,  a  145— b  12,  124. 
and  Adam,  8— a  57,  124— b  128. 
's  Address  to  Churches,  s  55,  56,  57,  58 
59. 
Advent,  96— a  3,  60— s  8,  9,  10,  11. 

and  Reign,  98. 
Advocate.    Intercession, 
's  Agony,  a  17. 

All-sufficient,  16— s  81,  82,  87,  88,  89. 
Ark,  s  63. 

*s  Ascension,  47,  68,  1 10— b  76--S  22. 
's  Blood,  54,  69— a  1,  25,  40,  49,  61, 

142,  145— b  4,  29,  36,  85,  108,  118, 

120,  132,137,  142,   155—  e    1,    S— s 

30,  31,  3B,  35,  45,  89. 
Branch,  a  50. 
Bread,  c  5— s  169,  170. 
,     Bridegroom,  45 — a  69. 

's  Care  of  his  Church,  s  150,  153,  158. 
's  Care  of  the  Young,  a  113 — s  161. 
's  Coming  second,  96,  97 — a  61— s  133 

134. 
's  Commission,  a  52, 128. 
's  Compassion,  a  125 — b79 — c  22 — s!6. 
Conquering,    45 — b    79,    89,     114 — »-. 

27,  115. 
's  Coronation,  a  72 — s  26. 
Consolation  of  Israel,  s  154. 
Corner-Stone,  1 18. 
Creator,  102 — a  2. 
's  Cross,  a  103,  106,  112, 119— fc>  4,  it 

84,  106, 114. 
David's  Son,  8— a  16,  50. 
's  Death,  69— s  18,  19. 

and  Resurrection,  16. 

and  Ascension,  b  76 — s  2S. 

and  Kingdom,  2 — b  114 — s2Xh 
's  Divinity,  a  2— b  51 — s  83. 
's  Dominion,  s  150. 
Equal  to  the  Father,  b51. 
's  Exdtation,  2,  21,  22,  45,  89, 118— ii 

1— b  91—8  25,  27,  28,  150. 
Examplar,  35,  109— b  139,  140— s  14. 
's   Excellencies,   45— a  146,  148,  150 

— s  81. 
Foundation,  118. 
Friend,  a  148— s  31,  64, 150. 
's  Gentleness,  a  125. 
»s  Glories,  45,  99,  110— a  1,  2,  14&-- 

b  15,47,  51,91—s27,29. 


INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 


155 


Cfl«isr — *6  Glorified  Body,  b  91. 

's  Grace,  45 — a  148— b  0,  47 — c  4. 

Head  of  the  Church,  s  153. 

High  Priest,   40— a  145,    150— b   IS, 

36,  13« — s  31,  32. 

and  King,  110 — a  01. 
Hope  of  Saints,  4. 

Human  and  Divine,  a  2,  16 — b  51,  91. 
's  Humiliation,  22,  69— a  2.  anil  Exalt- 
ation, a  63, 141,   142— b  43,  84. 
's  Incarnation, 46, 97— a  2, 1 6 — b  5  i  ,91 . 
*s  Infancy,  s  12. 
's  Intercession,  a  145,  150 — b  S6,  118 

— s  3 1 . 
Jehovah,  s  88.    Judge,  97. 
King,  2,  97,  99— s  27,  28. 
'»  Kingdom,  2,*1,  47,  72,  89,   110— a 

21—8  28. 
Lamb,  a  1,  25,  40,  49,  56,  62,   63,  142 

— b  29,  142, 155— s  29,  30,  32,  45. 
Life  and  Strength,  s  87. 
Light,  ft  19,  50,  93— b  130. 
Lion  of  Judah,  a  53. 
Living  Redeemer,  s  86. 
Love  to  enemies,  35,  109.    to  men,  b 

9— s  20,  22,  28,  33.     to  his   people, 

a    14— s    64,   150,    158,  168.    shed 

abroad  in  the  heart,  a  136. 
's  Mediation,  b  104,  108. 
Melchisedeck,  110. 
?s  Merits,  b  148. 
Ministered  to  by  Angels,  b  112. 
's  Ministry,  s  13. 
's  Mission,  b  1S7. 
Morning  Star,  a  50— b  54. 
and  Moses,  a  49,  56,  118. 
*■  Names  a  148. 

3s  Nativity,  a  3,  60—s  8,  9, 10,  11. 
's  Obedience,  40.   and  Death,  69. 
Obeyed  and  resisted,  93. 
jb  Offices,  a  150— b  132— s  13. 
.    Passover,  b  155.    Physician,  s  76. 
Pilot,  s  84,  85.     Precious,  b  15. 
-s  Priesthood,40,  110— a  61—  b  12,118. 
Prophet,  Priest,  and  King,  b  132. 
Refuge,  s  83,  84,  85,  150. 
Rejected,  a  93,  141. 
's  Resurrection,  118— b  72,  76— s  21. 
our  Righteousness,  4 — a  94,  97, 109 — 

b  154— s  89, 150. 

and  Strength,  71 — a  84. 
Rock,  118— s  62,  150. 
's    Sacrifice,   40— a   145— b  118,  142, 

155. 
Shepherd,  a  67,  142. 
Song  of  the  Believer,  s-90. 
Substance  of  Types,  b!2,  135. 
's  Sufferings — See   Death,  &c.    and 

glory,  22,  C9— a    141,   142— b   43, 

84,  114. 
Sun,  19— b  130. 
Transliguration,  s!5. 
's  Temptation,  a  125.    Unseen,  a  108. 
'a  Victory,  45— b  79,  89,  114. 
Vine,  a  69.     Way  to  God. 
Weeping  over  Jerusalem,  s  16. 
Wisdom  of  God,  a  93 — c  10. 
Wisdom  and  Righteousness,  a  97. 
Worshipped,  a  1,  16,  25,  62,  63— b  51 

— s  23,  24,  25,  30,  32. 
<  ;iiki8TNAs—  98— a  3,  60—s  8,  9,  10,  11,  13. 
Christian — See  Saints. 

's  Character,  dignity  and  happiness, 
s  105. 

's  Farewell,  s  228.    Soldier,  s  90. 

'«  Song,s  104. 


CnuitCH— in  Affliction,  74,  80— s  153. 

's  Beauty,  45,  122.    Birthplace,  87 

Bride  of  Christ,  45—  a  69. 

Built  on  Christ,  118. 

Dear  to  God,  40,  69,  102— a  S9— s 

214   155. 
Delighted  in,  27, 122. 
's   Enlargement,   65,  67,  72,  96— s 

179—188. 
Founded  in  blood,  s  178. 
's  Glory,  65,  87-s  177,  179- 
God's  dwelling,  76,  84,  99,  122,  133 

„.b64— s  214. 
Honour  and  Safety  of  a  nation,  48, 
's  Prosperity  desired,  102,  106,  123 

— s  179—185. 
's   Safety,  46,   102— a  39— b  04— s 

153,  177,  178. 
es  Solemnly  addressed  by  Christ, — 
s  155  to  159. 
Circumcision,  b  127. 
Close— of  the  Year,  s215. 

of  Worship,  s  129,  130, 131. 
Collection—  Charitable,  s  188,  189,  193. 
Comfort— Divine,  4,  32,  119.    in  Promises,  b 
40,     162.     in    the  Word,     19,    119-    True 
and  false,  s  47. 
Comforter — a  144 — s  55,  107. 
Commission — from  CUrist,  a  52. 
Communion — with  Christ,  a  07— b  15, 16— c  2. 

with  Saints,  10, 100. 
Company— of  Saints,  10,  109. 
Complaint— 44,  55,  74,  77, 120, 143. 
Condemnation— a  91,94. 

None  to. believers,  a  14. 
Confession — 51 — b  142.  and  Pardon,  32. 
Confidf.nce — and  joy  in   God,  23,  84,  50,  57, 

121— s  74,  75,  78,  79,  94,  95. 
Conflict — inward,  18 — s40,  53,  58. 
Conscience— Relieved,  32, 38,  51,  130. 

Tender,  119. 
Contentment — 131 — s  73. 
Conversion— 120— s  38,  39,  40, 41. 
Conviction— of  Sin,  a  115 — s  30.  by  the  Cross, 

b    9,  95.    by  the  law,  a  94,  115. 
Corruption—  native  and  general,  12,  14 — a  57 

— b  128,  159. 
Courage — in  Affliction,  25,  27,  42, 119. 

in  Death,  10,17,71. 
Covenant— of  Grace,   89,  105— a  9,  191— c  3 
— s  151, 152,  100.    of  Redemption,  89— b  40. 
sure,  89,  105— a  139— b  40— s  152. 
Creation — New,  b  130. 

and  Providence,33, 104, 136-b  13.. 
Creatures— vain  33. 
Cross — See  Christ. 
Crosses—s  50. 

Crown — of  Glory,  a  27 — s  150. 
Crucifixion — Christian,  a  100 — b  100. 
Custom — in  Sin,  b  100. 

DANGER— of  earthly  Affections,  b  48.  s  of 
earthly  Pilgrimage,  b  53,  55— s  83,  84,  85. 

Darkness,  13,  77 — a  30— s  55. 

Daily — Duties,  dependence,  and  enjoyment, 
s  204. 

Day — of  Grace,  s  88. 

DAVin— 18,  21,35,  89— a  10,50— s  75. 

DEAn— Blessed,  a  18. 

Deauness— b  34, 105. 

Death— 38,  39,  88,  89,  90— b  28,  63.  ap- 
pointed to  all  Men,  s221.  of  Children,  s'ij.i, 
226.  Desired,  s  222.  Escaped,  31.  Gain  to  the 
Believer,  s  230.  and  Glory,  a  HO— b  01,  06 
of  Ministers,  s  148,  149.  of  Pious  friends,  k 
3— s  228.    and  Resurrection,  4'J— b  16.',  lift 


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INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS* 


Death  of  Saint  ant!    Sinner,    1,    37 — s    '224. 

Warning  to  prepare  for,    s  2-0.    of  Young 

Persons,  s  227. 
DECEITFULNESS--of  Sill,  b,  150. 

of  the  World,  b  48. 
Decides— 111—  a  11,  117— s  4. 
Dedication— 132— s  l4l,  14'2. 
Defence,  3,  33,  4fi,  61,  115 — See  Refuge. 
Delat— of  Conversion,  a  88,  89,  91— b  25,  32 

—s  110,  111. 
Delight— in  Christ,   a  19,  135— b  15,  148— s 

151.  in  God,  18,  42,  63,  73,  84— b54,  93,  94. 

and  his  worship,  63,  84—b  15,  16. 
Deliverance— Spiritual,  18,  40,  94— b  73,  82. 

Temporal,  53,  85,  94,  124. 
Departure — from  Christ  deprecated,  s4l,  82. 
Dependence — 65—  s  204. 
Depravity— 12,  14— a  57— b  128,  159. 
Desertion— 13,  25.  42,  77,  143— s  53. 
Despondency — and  Hope,  18,  42,  143— b  85 — 

»53. 
Devil's— Temptations,   3,  42~a  107 — b  156, 

157. 
Dkvotiok—  27,  39,  63,  73,  77,  103,    119,  134, 
133— b  15,  16,  122— s  124. 
.  Fervently  Desired,  b  34. 
Devoterness — 116,  119. 
Dignity — of  the  Christian,  s  105. 
Direction — Sought,  25,  119. 
Distinguishing  Love— b9P,  97. 
Distemper— -Folly  and  madness  of  sin,  b  153. 
Doubts — 6  53,  54,  55.    and  Fears  removed,  3, 

31,  143— b  60,  73. 

EARTH— and  Heaven,  90. 

Education — See  Children. 

Election — all,  14,  54,  117. 

Elements — Dissolved,  s  232. 

Emmanuel— a  2,  146,  148— b  76,  148— s  11, 

76,  88. 
End — of  Saints,  37.     of  Sinners,  73.     of  Saints 

and  Sinners,  1,  37.    of  the  World,    b  13,  17, 

223. 
F.NEMiEs---prayed  for,  35,  109. 
■Enjoyment— of  Christ,  a  67,  72,  108,    155— b 

15.    of  God,  b  16. 
Envy — repressed,  37. 
Equity — of  Providence,  9. 
Espousals— Spiritual,  a  72. 
Eternity— b  28,  55,  67.   Joyfully  anticipated, 

s218.     Solemnly  contemplated,  s  217. 
Evening— 4,  134,"   139,    141-^-a  80,  8l.--b  7,  8 

— s  201  to  208. 
Evidences— of  Grace,  15,  26,  139— a  132. 
Example- of  Christ,  35,   109— b  139,   140— s 

14.    of  saints,  b  140— s  45. 

FAITH— 32,  51,  62,  130— a  IDS,  140— b  87, 
SO,  141,  142—8  43,  44,  45,  62.  Faith's  Pow- 
er, a  110,  120,  140— s  41.  and  sight,  h  129, 
141.  Triumphant,  a  14— b  162.  an<1  Unbe- 
lief, a  119— s  53.  and  Works,  a  94,  140. 
See  Trvst. 

FxLL—ofMan,  a  57— b  24 — s  6.  and  Recov- 
ery, a  57,  107,  124— b  79,  96,  97. 

False— Joys,  s  47.     Zeal,  s  48 

Family,  101,  12S—  s  198. 

Farewell — to  the  World,  a  97,  22S. 

Fast,  51,  78, 106,  107— s  136,  137,  138,  iST. 

Fear— Holy,  89,95,99,  119. 

s  and*  Doubts,  3,31,  143. 

Feast— a  7— b  15— c  l,  13, 17,  21— s  169,  170. 

Fellowship.     See  Communion. 

First  Love,™  126— a  7«— s  52,  151, 155. 

Folly— of  Mankind,  14,  49— b  32,  153. 


Food— Spiritual,  a  7,  67,  74 — b  15— s  169. 
Forbearance.     See  Patience. 
Forgiveness — of  Injuries,  35 — a  133. 
Formality— 50— a  136. 
Fortitude — s  90. 
Fountain— of  Life,  s  175. 
Frailty— 89,  90— b  19,  52,  55,  58. 
Friends — {Meeting,  b  104.     Parting,  s  195. 
Friendship,  133 — s  194,  195. 
Funeral— 89,  90, 102— a  5,  18— b  3,  55,  61, 
63— s  120,  231. 

GARDEN— Spiritual,  92— a  74,76. 
Gentiles — Blessed  in  Christ,  24,67,72,   SC, 

98— a  10,  50,  113,114. 
Getdsemane — s  17. 
Glorification— a  21,  25,  40 — b  110. 
God — 's  Absence,  73 — b  93,  94, 107. 
Allinall,  b  41,  93,94. 
All-seeing,  139— a  136. 
All-sufficient,  16,  33,36,  62,  73. 
and  Providence,  9,  36,  57. 
Avenger  of  his  saints,  10,   125,  129— a 

56,  59— b  U5. 
's  Being,  s  I. 

Care  of  bis  church,  46,  102— a  39. 

oi   his   saints,  10,    18,23,34,40, 
56,  81,  97, 121. 
Christians,  s  91. 

'sCompassion,  103,  125,145,146,   147. 
's  Condescension,  8,  113,  144 — b  45,  46, 

168,  169.  ' 
Creator,  139— b   1,  35— s  3. 

and  Preserver,  33,  100— b  13. 
*s  Decrees,  111— a  11,  117—  s  4. 
Defence,  3,  33,  46,  61,  115.     and  Glory 

of  Zion,  76,96,  102— b  64. 
's  Dominion.  33,  58,  66,  67,  89,  103,113, 

115— -b  13,  67,  115— s  4. 
Dwelling  with  the  humble— «  87. 
in  Zion,  76,  84,  99,  122. 
's  Eternity,  90,93,  102— b  17,67. 
Eternal    and   Man   mortal,   90,  102— h 

17,  67. 
's  Faithfulness,  18,  25,  89,  105, 145,146, 

— b  40,  60. 
Glorified,  69— b  126. 
's  Glories,  h  27,  41,  87— s  29. 
's    Goodness,    36,    56,    57,  66,  68,  100, 

145,     46— b  58,  64— s  2,  78,  79,  80, 

214. 
♦s  Grace,  a  51,  54,  87,  111,  114,  142— b 

35,  40,  47,  96,  104,  126,  138—3  29,  33- 
's  Greatness,  100,  U3,  145. 
Heart-searching,  139 — a  165. 
Helper,  s  213. 
's  Holiness,  93,  97— a  82. 
Hope  of  his  people,  12,  27,  94. 
Incarnate,  a  2 — b  76,  148. 
Incomprehensible,  b  87,  170. 
Judge,  9,50,  97. 
's  Justice,  9,  11,  18,  5S,  68. 

and  Mercy,  9,  U,  68. 
*s  Kindness,  57,  65,  (45,  146— b  46. 
's  Love  to  saints,  1  '■ ,  \  8,  23,  135. 
's   Majestv,   66,   68,  76,  89,  93.  9«,  97, 

104,   IIS,    114— b  27,  168,  (69,-8  4, 
•s  Mercy,  57,  89,  103,  536,138,  146. 
's  Name,  b  27 — s  5. 
's  Patience,  78— b  32,  74,  105. 
's  Perfections,  36,  HI,  136,  145,  147— b 

168,  169— s  5.    and  Works,  111,136, 

145. 
's  Power,  33,  66,  89,  93,  96,  147,  US- 
fa  13,170. 


INDEX    OF   SUBJECTS. 


157 


God— Portion  of  his  people,   4,  16,  39,  G3,  73 
— b  93,  Si- 
's Presence,  24,63,  84,  132— a  19— b45, 

49,  54.     Light  in  darkness,  b  54. 
Preserver,  57,    65,  121,  138— a  51— b  6, 

7,  8,  16. 
Refuge,  3,  IT,  '8,31,  46,  55,  56,68,91, 

94--a  30 — s  .52. 
's   Remembrance  of  the  actively  pious, 

s  117.     Re  warder,  i8,  58. 
Searcher  of  hearts,  139 — a  136. 
Shepherd  23 — s  92.    Sight  of  Him,  17. 
's  (sovereignty,  a   11,1 17 — s  4. 
Support  of  his  people,  ;6,  55,  73. 
Supreme  Governour,  67,  75,  82,  93. 
Terrible    to  his  enemies,  65,  76,  89,  93. 
"s  Truth  57,  89,  138,  146— b  60. 

and  Compassion,  68,  89,  97. 
"s  Unitv,   '35. 
Three  in  One,  b  33,  35,  87,  148— c  26— 

40— s  35,  107,  ISO. 
's  Wisdom,  11,  136,  139— b  168,  19. 
to  be  worshipped  in  spirit,  a  136. 
Worthy  of  all  praise,   57,   96,  99,  100, 
135,  145,  146,  150. 
Goon— Men,  12,  15,  24,  112. 
Works,  15,  !6,  24,  '12. 
Gospel— 19,  45,  89,98,  110— a  10,  119,  1S2— 
b  >  20,  126,  138.     Invitation,  98,  a  7,  9.     Or- 
der and  Worship,  48.     Ministry,    a    \0,  128 

b    '44 — s    '43,    144,    145,    146.     Gospel's 

Spread,  67,  72,  96,  98— b   144,— s  179—188. 
Variously  treated,  a  1 19. 
Government,  1  :,  75,  82. 

Grace — 138 — b  47.  Electinga  14,  54,  1(7 — s 
152.  and  Glory,  84,  97.  Pardoning,  51,  130. 
Preserving,  'S8— a  26,  48,  51,  138.  Quick- 
ening,. 25,  11 9 — b  25,  34,  165 — s  40.  Re- 
newing, 51 — a  95 — b  130,  133,  !  38,  i  59 — s 
34.  35,  40,  114,  115.  Sanctifying,  51,  U9 — b 
)  33.  Sovereign,  alt,  99,  1 1 7,  137. 
Gratituok — i0,  66,78,  103,  11 6,  138,  139— a 

81— b  9,  74,  79,  96,  97— s  23,  78,  79,  80. 
Guave— b  3— s  230. 
Guilt — 31,  38,51,  130. 

HAPPINESS— in  God,  4,  23,  34,  57,  61,  63, 
73,  84,  103,  116,  119,  121,145,146 — a  48. 
IS5— b  38,  40,4',  54,  59,93,  94,  122. 

Harvest,  65,  126,  147 — s  1 10,  208. 

Health — Preserved,  91,  121— b  6,  7,  8,  19, 
and  sickness,  30.  / 

Heart— Hard,  b  9S.    Healed  by  Mercy,  s  40. 
Known  to  God,  139--a  136. 

Heathen — See  Gentiles. 

Heaven— 17,  24,  90— a  18,  21,  25.  26,  40, 
105,  110— b  10,  11,  23,  33,  65,  66,  68,  162— 
s  98,  99,  101.  anticipated,  223.  's  Material 
19_b  13. 

Heavenly — Joy  on  Earth,  14,  16 — b  15,  16, 
30,  38,  59,91,  93,  94,  122. 

High  Wat — to  Zion,  s  176. 

Holiness — Desired,  5,  119. 
Evidenced,  a  132. 

Holt  Resolutions — 116,  1 19. 

Honour — of  the  Christian,  s  105. 

Hope — s  61.  in  Christ,  s  60,  in  God,  25,  77. 
in  Darkness,  13,  42,  77,  143 — a  30,  130— s 
53,60.  in  Death,  16,  23,49,  73— a  *7,  110 
— b  3,  '02,  110.  Firm  and  sure,  a  13S,  139— 
b  4.  of  Heaven,  17— avlC- b  65,  66.  vain 
—a  140 — b    54,  158. 

Hosanna— 8,  1 1 8— a  1 6— b  76,  87. 

House  of  God,  ?7,  63,  84,  122,  132.  its  wor- 
ship, 48,  63,  13  i. 


Humble — and  penitent,  a  87. 

Humility— 39,  181—  a  127,  161. 

Hypocrisy — l^,  50 — a  136,  i40— b  158— s  47, 

IDOLATRY— 16,  81,  115,  135. 

IGNORANCE — a   11,  b   165. 

Importance — of   Religion,    a   88 — 3    217.    Of 

Time,  a  88— b  55— s  116. 
Inconstancy — 78,   |06 — b  20 — s  51,    52,   54, 

55,  57. 
Infants — Living  or   dying,    in    the    arms  of 

Christ,  s  224. 
Influences — Divine,  62,  72,  118 — a  74,  95 — b 

34. 
Ingratitude — 78 — b  32,  74. 
Inheritance — Heavenly,  a  *—b  66,  124. 
Inspiration — b  151. 
Instruction — See  Children. 

Divine  i5. 
Intercession — See  Christ. 
Invitation — Gospel,  a  7,  9,  127 — b  90,154— 

s  110. 
Invocation — to  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

s  107.     to  the  Spirit,  a  74,  144— b  34— s  35, 

55,  127. 
Israel— 77,  78,  95,    105,   106,107,  114,  135, 

13.0. 

JEHOVAH — Jesus,  s  88.  Jirch,  s  74.  Nissi, 
s  75.     Rophi,  s  76.     Shalem,  s  77. 

Jerusalem — 102 — s  16 — New  a  21. 

John — the  Baptist,  a  50. 

Joshua — b  1 24. 

Joy— Holy,  16,  40,  66,  102,  118,  122,  1v!6— a 
135— b  30,  38,  59,  91,93,  84,  12*— s  51,  61, 
66.  in  God  at  all  times,  s  79,  95.  ovtr  Re- 
penting Sinner,  a  101. 

Jubilee — s  132. 

Judgment— 9,  50,  97— a  89,  61— b  107— s  13**, 
13.7. 

Justification — 32,  130 — a  14,  94,  109— b90. 

KINGDOM— of  Christ,  2,  21,  47,  72,  110— a 

1x6. 
Kkowubsk- Desired,  19,119.      Vain— b  39. 

LAMB— Adored,  a  1,  25,  49,  56,  62,  63. 

Last — Tempest,  s  VS3. 

Law— a  115,  and  Gospel,  a  118— b  120,  121, 
126,  152.    and  Grace,  a  94. 

Liberal  Man — 37,  41,  112. 

Life — and  Death,  89—a  88 — b  55. 

Frail,  89,  90,  144 — b  19,  32,  55,  58. 
Short,  b  32,  39,  58 — s  112. 

Liwit — Divine,  b  54. 

Shining  in  darkness,  s68. 

Longing— after  God,  42,  63.  Heaven,  90— i 
222.    the  House  of  God,  42,  84. 

Looking — to  Christ,  a  112. 

Lord's — Prayer,  si 33.  Supper — See  Sacra- 
mental.    Instituted,  c  1. 

Love— Brotherly,  133,  141 — a  130.  to  Christ, 
a  19,  69,  72,  7*6,  I0S— b  79, 148— s  101.  to> 
Creatoress  b  48.  to  Enemies,  35,  109.  Ful- 
filling of  the  Law,  a  116,  134.  to  God,  16, 
•<7,  6S,  73— b  30,  38,  41,  68,  71,  93,  94,  1*2. 
to  Neighbour,  IS,  37,  41,  112 — a  133.  and 
its  Opposites,  a  130,  133.  Unchangeable, 
89,  106. 

Lukewarm,  s  159.' 

MAGISTRATES— 58,  82,  101. 
Man— 8,  39,  144— a  82 — b  146— s  6. 

Distinguished  from  Angels,!)  96,  97. 
Manna — b  6s. 


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INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 


Mankind — Corrupt,  14.     See  Depravity. 

Mariners — 107. 

Marriage — s  :  96,  197.    mystical,  45. 

Martyrdom — a  :4 — b4. 

Martyrs — a  40,  56. 

Mediation — of  Christ,  40 — b  104. 

Meditation — I,  &3,  U9 — b  ii2.    on  Death, 

b  '28.    on  Heaven,  b  163. 
Meekness — 37 — a  i  '26. 
Melancholy — 42,  77. 
Memory — b  165. 
Mercies — of  Providence,  68,  103,    107,  130, 

145,  (46 — a  81—  b  6,  7— s  78,  80,  113,    114. 
Merit— Disclaimed,    16— a  109,    111,   131— b 

.48— s  38. 
Millennium— 72,  96— s  182,  185—  187. 
Minister— Dead,  s  148,  149.    Sick,  s  147. 
Ministry — of  Angels,. 34.     See  Angelt. 

Gospel,  a  10,  19.8— b  144. 
Miracles — 114 — b  137.    and  Prophecy,  b  151, 
,      of  the  Wicked,  75. 
Missionary — 19,   67,  73,  96,  98— a  10,  50, 

128— b  ^31,  144— s  17fl— 188. 
Morning— 3,  134,  HI— a  81— b  6,  8— s  199, 

900,  203,  204.    Star,  a  50. 
Mortality— 39,  89,  90,  102— a  82-  -b  19,  55 

— s  2S1. 
Mortification— b  9,  41. 
Moses— 105— a  49,  56— b  49. 

and  Christ,  a  49,  56,  1 18— b  124. 
Mysteries — of  Grace,  a  II. 

of  Providence,  73— s  68. 

NARROW— Way,  b  158,  161. 

National— Blessings,  33,  67,  107, 144, 
Calamity,  60— s  i66. 
Correction,  106,  107. 
Nativity — See  Christ — Christmat. 
Nature — Depraved,    14 — a  57 — b  128.    and 

Grace,  a    04. 
Nature--  -and  Scripture,  19,  119. 
New  Rirth— See  Regeneration. 
New  Convert— s46. 
New  Creation — b  130. 
New  England — !07. 
New  Jerusalem — a  21. 
New  Yeah— 89,  J 45,  146— a  88— b  19,  82,  55, 

58— slla>,  113,  114. 

OBEDIENCE— a  140, 143.    not  to  be  trusted 

in,  4— a  109. 
Offence — not  to  be  given,  a  126. 
Offices— of  Christ,  a  150— b  132. 
of  Holy  Spirit,  b  I3S.  . 
Old  Age— 71,  90--a  91—  s  219. 
Olive— a  114. 
Ordinances — b  '4,  141. 
Ordinatiok— 19,    98.    132— a  10,  119, 128— b 

131,  144— s  143—146. 
Original  Sin — Depravity — Nature. 

PARADISE-b  59. 

Pardon— 32,  51,  130— a  9,    131— b  85,   90,  c 

4,  24. 
Parents— and  Children,  78,    145— a  99,  113, 

114— s  160, 161,  162,  163, 164,  165,  166,  167, 

224,  225. 
Passions — b  128,  153 — s  73. 
Passover — b  155. 
Pastures — Spiritual,  a  67. 
Patience— 37,  77,  130,  131— a  5,  129. 
Peace— by  Christ's  blood,  b  1 18 — s  77. 

Inward  34— a  135.    Outward  desired,  120. 
Pearl— b  119. 
Perfection— None  on  earth,  119,  7th  part. 


Persecution— 7,  10,  56,  83,94— «  14— «  U6 

Persecutors — 7,  10,  53,  (29, 

Perseverance — 119— a  26,51. 

Pestilence — 91. 

Pharisee— and  Publican,  a  IS!. 

Piety— Early,  8— s  '63,  164,  16$. 

Pilgrim's — Song,  s  98. 

Pilgrimage— b  33,  129—  s  91. 

Pisgah— b  49,  66— s  61. 

Pleading— with  God,  13,25,  44,51,  80,  lit. 

Pleasure— of  Religion,  b  30,  59.  from  tha 
Throne  of  God,  13— b  68.  Worldly,  b  10,  11. 

Poor— 37,  41,  li2. 

Popery — ( i5. 

Portion— of  saints,  4,  16,  39,  6S,  73,  93,  94. 
and  sinners,  1,  17,  37. 

Praise— for  Blessings,  Personal,  25,  57,  103, 
=16,  138,  139.  Family,  101.  Public,  57,  68, 
78.  to  Christ,  7<,  1 10,  a  1,  16,  25,  61,  62,  6S 
— b  79-s  25,  i.6,  27,  30,  32,  81,96,  102,  103. 

PaAist— for  the  Gospel,  19,  98,  118 
for  Help,  Private,  18,  25,  31,  34,  40,  94, 116, 

118,  144— b   82.     Public,  18,  20,  85,  124— s 
136, 137,  138,  139. 

General,   18,   33,  36,  47,  65,  66,  68,  86,  96, 

100,  103,   104,   106,   107,  111,  117,  136,145, 

146,  147,  148,  15U— b  1,  35,  71— s  104,  106, 

286. 

for  redemption,  69,    102 — a  l-<-b  35,  79,  98 

— c  10—6  23,  24,  25,  26,  27,  28,  29,  30,  32, 

S3,  .102. 
Prayer — for     Blessings,    Personal,    51.      for 

Children,  s  160,  162,  165,166,167.    Heard, 

10,  30,  34,    56,  65,  66,  107,  118— s  56.    for 

Help,  Private,  13,  26,  31,  38,  39,  42,  5t,  55, 

61,  77,  102,  119,   142,  143— a  30— s  53,  59. 

Publick,   12,  44,  60,  74,  80,   81,    123.    and 

Praise,  65,  67,   71.    for  Zion,  44,  65,  67,  72, 

106—s  179— !  85. 
Preaching— See     Gnspel    and     Ordination. 

Baptism  and  Lord's  Supper,  b  141. 
Preparation — for   Death,  a  19,  27,  65.    for 

Worship,  b  15. 
Presence — of  Christ,  b  59.  of  God,  24,  63,  84, 

132— b  45,  54,  93,  94.    universal,  139. 
Preservation — 18,  23,61,  91,  102, 151 — a  80, 

81— b  6,  7,8,  19— s  78, 
Pride — 10, 12, 49— a  11, 116, 127.  and  humility 

—a  127,  131. 
Priesthood — Ancient,  b  12.  of  Christ,40, 110, 

—a  61— b  12,  118. 
Phivileges — Gospel,  a  10. 
Prize— Christian,  a  27. 
Prodigal — a  101,  123. 
Promised  Messiah — a   60.    Seed,  a  60,  107 

— s6. 
Promises — to  Abraham, 105— a  60 — s  160.    to 

Christ,  72,  89,  110.  Gospel,  a  7,  9.    Pleaded, 

119.  Sure,  89,  105— a  00,  103,  113,  158,159 
— b40,  60,  162. 

Prophecies — b  135,  15t. 

Prospect — of  Heaven,  fcc.  See  View. 

Prosperity — 55.     Dangerous,  37,49,  55,73. 

Protection — 46,  57,  90,  91,  121 — b  82. 

Providence— 9,33,36,65,  90,  91,113,121— a  83 
— b  13,  19,  46.  and  grace,  103, 105,  106,  107, 
111,  117,135,  136,145,146,  147.  s  Recorded, 
77,  78,  107,  145— s  78,  80. 

Prudence — 39. 

Punishment — 1,  II,  37,  73— a  €18. 

PuRPOSE--of  Grace,  a  137. 

QUALIFlCATIONS-for  Heaven,   15,  24- 
a  105. 


IXDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 


159 


RACE— Christian,  a  48. 

Rain— 65,  135,  147.  Prayed  for,  3  209.  Spir- 
itual 72. 

Reason— 119—  b  87,  128— s  73. 

Reconciliation — b  148 — s  77. 

Recovery— Spiritual,  18,  25,  27,38,  40,  42,51. 
Temporal,  6  30,  1 16. 

Redemption— 69,  118— a  57,  61,  97,137,  141, 
142— b  29,  79,  104. 

Redeeming  Love— s  23,  25,  33,  152. 

Refuse— in  God,  3,  11,  18,  31,  37,  46,  55,  56, 
91,94,  115— a  30-s  152. 

Regeneration—  a  95,  99— b  130,  133,  138,  159 
—a  34,  40. 

Religion — Christian,  b  13t.  Genuine,  15,  24, 
37,  41.  112— a  132,  134,  143.  Hypocritical, 
SO— a  134,  136—  s  47.  Impcrtant.a  88— »  217. 
the  one  thing  needful,  s  205. 

Remembrance — 77,  78. 

Repentance— 3  ,  38,  51— a  101,  123— b  74, 
105—s  36,  S7.  from  the  Cross,  b  9,  95,  106. 
and  Faith,  51— b  9— s  37,  38,  »9.  and 
Hope,  38,  51—8  39.  and  Pardon,  3i,  15,  24, 
37— a  123. 

Resignation— 39,  91, 123,  131— a  5,129— s  70, 
71,  73. 

Resolutions — Holy,  119. 

Resurkection— of  Christ.  See  Chnsl.  Gen- 
eral, s  231.  See  Death,  of  Saiuts,  16,  17,  71, 
39--b  102,  110.   Spiritual,  a  122. 

Retirement — b  122. 

Rkvxlatiox — 19.    See  Scriptures. 

Reverence— 47,  89,  95,  99,100,  119— b  87. 

Rftival— General,  102— s  114,  115,  116,  118, 
119.     Personal,  85. 

Riches— Vain,  49,  62. 

Hock— 18,  61,  118— $  150.  of  Ages  the  Founda- 
tion of  Zion,  8  177. 
Rulers  —  Good,    101.      Warned,  2,  58,  82— 
b  115. 

SABBATH— 5,  61,  92,  118— b  14,  72-  s  l£0, 
MS,  13. 

Sacramental— 22,  40,  69,  HO— a  I,  61,  62, 
63,67,69,72,74,145— b  29,-i3,79,  14.:— c  entire 
s  168, 169,  170,  171,  17  e,  173,  174, 175. 

Sacrifice— 40,  51,  69— b  118,  142. 

Safety-- -in  God,  18,  .3,  36,  61,  91,  121— a  80, 
81.     See  Refuge. 

Saints— Avenged,  10,  125,  129— a  56,  59 — b 
115.  Beloved  of  God,  H,  18,  23.  Charac- 
terized, I,  15,  24,  32,  119— a  143— s  105. 
Contrasted  with  Sinners,  1,  9-,  II,  17,  37,  49, 
119.  Corrected,  9,  II,  89,  lOf ,  I  -5.  En- 
couraged, 9,  81,  94,  125,  130,  131.  Happy, 
I,  .52,  97,  119— a  143— s  94,  105,  150.  Priv- 
ileged, *4,  25-a  64,  143— s  100,  105.  Sale, 
34,  61,  1 21— a  138— b  4— s  79,  93,  94,  9J, 
Tried  66,125.  Warned,  81,  125. 

Salvation — 88.  bv  Christ,  69,  85,  118— a 
84,  HI— b  79,  1  Oi—s  3<J,  31,  32,  102.  by 
Grace,  a  III,  137. 

Sanotification — 32,  51 — a  9— b  90. 

Scripture— 19,  119— b  119,  120,  151.—  Sue 
Word. 

Skalino— of  the  Spirit,  a  144. 

Seasons— 65,  147— s  140. 

Secret — Devotion,  3*,  119. 

Seed — in  different  grounds,  a  128. 

Seeking— Christ,  a  67.     God,  27,  63. 

SKLF-Deuial,  a  132—b  158,  161— s  72.  Exam- 
ination, .6,  139—8  54.  Righteousness,  4— 
a  109,    III,  1.3 1  -b  148,  154-sJg. 

Sense — Assisting  Faith,  141. 

SKXPENT—llrs'.ren,  a  US. 


Shame — of  Christ  abjured,  a  103-s  50. 

Shepherd — 23 — a  67, 142. 

Sickness— -6,  30,  39. 

Sight— of  GodJ   b  41.     See  IJeatifick  Vision.- 

Six-Abhorred,  b  95,  106.  Confessed^,  51— 
a  131. 

's  Madness,  by  153.     Renounced,  a  106- 
— s  36. 

Sinners  Admonished,  I,  2,  50,  95— s  108,  109. 
Contrasted  with  Saints,  I,  9,  II,  17,  37,  49, 
119.  Exhorted,  b  104— *  39, 110  to  112.  Mise- 
rable, I,  17,  73,  37,  119.  Resolving  to  go  to 
Christ,  8  39.     Submitting  to  God,  38,  39,  40. 

Sinai — and  Zion,  b  152. 

Sincerity—  18,  19,  26,  39, 139-  and  Hypoe- 
risy,  a  135— b  I5&. 

Slaxdeh — 3t. 

Sloth — Spiritual,  b  26. 

Sono— of  Angels,  a  3 — s  8,  9,  10.  for  Deliv- 
erance, 40.  of  Mary,  a  6.  of  Moses  and  the 
Lamb,  a  49,  56 — s  103.  of  Simeon,  a  19.  of 
Zecharias,  a  50. 

SovERKiGXTr—a  11.     See  God. 

SouL—after  Death,  b  28. 

Spihit— 's  Influences,  5-1,68,72,119,111 — a 
74,  95— b  34,  133,  144— s  41,  42,  114,  120- 
Invoked,  a  74, 144  — b  34 — s  35,  55.  Sealing 
and  witnessing,  a  144. 

Spring— 65, 147— s  206,  207.    Spiritual,  a  69-. 

State — of  Nature,  14 — a  57— b  128,  146— « 
34.  and  Graoe.a  104— b  159. 

Storm— 29,  135.  Final,  a  232.  Spiritual,  s  83, 
84,    85. 

Strength— from  Christ,  71 — a  84.  from  God, 
a  48. 

Stupidity— b  25. 

Suiimissiox— 39,  9f,  119,  123,  131—  a  5,  82,  83, 
129— s  38,  39,  70,  71. 

Success— from  God,  127.  of  the  Gospel,  67, 
72,  96,  98— b  138,  144. 

Sufferings — See  Affliction,  Christ,  Mitery. 

Summeh— 65,  147 — s  21.8. 

Support— 15,  65,  94,  119— b  65 See  Praise- 

for  Help. 

Suhrendb-i—  to  infinite  Love,  s  168. 

SwirrsESS  of  Time.  See  New  Year,  rejoiced 
in,  s  125. 

Symbathy — of  Christ,  a  1.5 — s  153. 

TE  DEUM—  s  S35. 
Tempest— Last,  2*2. 
Temptation— 3,  13, 18,  42,  55,  94— b  I5G,  157 

— s  59,  60,  83. 
Thanksgiving— 18,  33,    65,  66,99,100,  105, 

145, 146— b  1-s  140. 
Throne — of  God,  9S— b68.     of  Grace,  b£6, 

108. 
Trunder-S1). 
Time— 50— b  32— s -.'12.    See  JYew  Year,    and] 

Eternity,  b   55,  67.    Important,  a  88 — b   55 

— s  -i!6. 
Times— evil,  ll,  12.    Gospel,  a  10. 
' Tis  finished— b  114— s  19,  173.  v 

Tongue — watched  and  restrained,  49. 
TuEAsuRE-in  Earthen  vessels,  140.    hidden  iu 

the  field,  b  119. 
TMiuMPM-in  Death,  a  27— b  HO.    Spiritual,  a 

14,  27— b  73,  8*.     Temporal,  IS. 
Trust— in   Christ,  4,  69,  71— a  10.3,  138— b  4, 

90,  148— s   43,   50,  60,    62,   63,    76,  77,  87, 

88,   89,   101,  118,  in  God,    16,  S3,  33,  50,  6V, 

73— a  30,  48—s  68,  70,  71,  74,  75. 
Truth — See   God,    Gospel,    Promise,   Word, 

and  Mercy,  57,  89,  138. 
T  Yr-ss—b  13, 135 —  s  7. 


160 


INDEX    0¥    SCUIPTURES. 


UNHELTEF— 95.     See  Faith. 

UXCHARITABLKNESS — a  1.26. 
UsFftCITFULNESS — b  165. 

Union — of  Christ  and  his  Church,  a  72. 

Ux  regenerate  State — 14 — a  57— b  128,  [46, 

153, 159— s  34. 
Unseen — Saviour,  a  108.    Things,  a  120. 

VAIN — Confidences,  39.  and  Hopes,  a  99. 
Vanity— of  Creatures,  33,  39 — b  48.  of  Life, 

17,  19— b 32,39  of  Man,  89,62,  144— a  82.  of 
Riches,  49,  62.   of  the  World,  b  10,  11. 

Victory— Spiritual,  27,  144— a  14.  Temporal, 

18,  20. 

View— of  Eternity,   s   217,  218.    of  Heaven, 

b  11,  23,  33,  65,  66,  68— s  99,  101. 
Vineyahb — 80. 

Vision — of  Christ,  a  19,  25.  of  Heaven,  21. 
Vows— 66— s  151,  166.     See  Covenant. 

WAITING— for  God,  25,  27— a  30. 

Walk — with  God,  s  67. 

Wandering — a  36 — b  20. 

War— 18,  20,  60. 

Warfare— Spiritual,  18,  144— b  77— s  58,  90. 

Warning — 50,81.  to  prepare  for  Death,  stf20. 

221. 
Washing— Spiritual,  a  9— b  141. 
Watchfulness — 141.  and  Prayer,  s  59. 
Waters— Spiritual,  a  7 — b  119. 
Weak — a  125,  126. 


Wkabi — a  127. 

W  ed  d  i  ng—  Sec  .Marriage. 

Welcome— to  the  Table,  s  170. 

Wicked — See  Sinner. 

WicKEDNESS-.General,  12,24.  See  Ueprav'dy. 

Winter— s  2! I. 

Wisdom's  Call,  a  93. 

Witness— of  the  Spirit,  a  144. 

Woun— Divine.     See    Scriptures,    's  Efficacy, 

b  138— si  19.    's  Light  and  Glory,  s  120. 
Works— Good,  15, 16— a  111,  132,  137— b  148- 

s  38. 
World— Dangerous,  b  11.      Vain,  b  10,  11, 

41— s  97. 
Worldly  Men — 49. 
Worship—  See    Devotion,  &c.     Family,  3,  4, 

134,  139,    141— a  80,  81— b  6  to  8— s  198  to 

204.     Heavenlv,  a  25— b   33,    68.     Publick, 

48,  63,  65,  84, '93,  99,  100,  122— bl5— s  125 

to  128.         „ 
Worthy  the  Lamb— 25,  62,  63— s  36, 
Wrath  and  Mercy — 9. 

YEAR' — See  New  Seasons. 

Yoke — Christ's,  a  127. 

Yodth— 34,78,119— a  89,  91— s  163  to  167, 226. 

ZEAL— a  103— b 4, 106, 129— s  48.  with  Pru- 
dence, 39. 

Ziov— 46,  48,  65,  69,  t02,  132— a  10,  J9— 
b  64,  76,  114— s  153,  179  to  188. 


mDBX  OF  SCRIPTURES,  Q,Y  WHICH  HFMNS  ARE  FOUNDED. 


Gen.  iii,  1, 1  5,  17 

xvii,  7 

xxii,  6 
Job  i.  21 

iv,  17,  21 

v.  6,7,8 

xiv,  4 
Psalm  iii,  5,  6 

iv.  8 

xix.  5,  8 

xlix.  6, 9 

li,  5 

cxxxix.  23, 24 

esliii.  8. 

Frov.  viii,  84,  39 

i*.  4,5,6,  10 

xi.  9 

xii.  1,7 
Can.  i.  7 

ii,  8,  9,  &C 

iii.  2 

iv.  12,  14,  15 

vi.  1,  2,  3,  12 
Isa.  v.  2,  7,  10 

xxvi.  8,  20 

xlv.  7 

21,  25 

xlix.  13, 14,  &c. 


Gen.  iii. 

V.  24 

xxii.  14 
Exoil.  xv. 

xvi.  18 

xvii.  15 

xxxiv.  6—8 
Dtut.xxxiii,  27 
Judg.  vi.  24 

1  Sam.  iii.  18 

2  Chtwn.  xv.  15 
Noli.  ix.  10 
Esth.  iv.  16 
Job.  xix.  25 
P*u.  xxiii. 

xxxiv. 
xlii.S 
Xlv.  3—5 
Xlviii,  u 

u.f.  a 


PART  IT in  the 

H. 
Isa.liii.  1—5,16—12  111  Luke  xviii.10,  &c 
142      xix.  38,  40 
7,9  John  i.  1,3,14, 
*7  13 

91 


113 
129 

5 

82 
S3 
57 
80 
80 
79  MAT.  iii.  4 


6,  9,  12 

lv.  l,  2,  he. 

Ivii.  15,  16 

lxv.20 
Lam.  iii.  23 
Ex.  xxxvi.  25,  Sec. 
Mic.  vii.  19 
■Zi-ch.  xiii.  1 


v.  3, 12 

xi.  28,  30 

xii.  20 

xiii.  16,  17 

xxi.  9 

xxii,  37,40 

XX viii.    18,  &c 
19 
Markx.  14 

xvi.  15,  &c. 
Luke  i.  30,  &c. 

i.  46,  &c. 
68 

ii   10,  &c. 

ii.  27 

X.  21,  22 

XV.  7,  10 
13,  &C. 


101 
123 


Psa.  Ixxii.  7,  8 
Ixxxvii.  5 
xci.  a 
civ. 

Prov.  viii.  17 

xviii.  24 
Can.  iii.  n 
lsa.  iv.  s 

xi.  5—9 

xiv.  24 

xxii.  4 

Xxxiii.  21,  2: 

xxxv.  8—10 

Xliv.  23 

*lix.  14—17 

li.  9 

lv.  7 

lx.  15—20 

Ixv.  23 


n. 

133 


17 
29,32 

iii.  3,  &c. 
14,  16 

iv.  24 

X.  28,  29 
Acts  ii.  38 

xvi.  14,  15,  33 
Rom.  iii.  19,  22 

v.  12,  &c.       57 

vi.  1,  2, 6 

vi.  3,  4,  &c. 

vii,  8,  9,  14, 24 

viii.  14,  16 
33,  &c, 

be.  21,22,  &c. 

xi.   16,  17 

xiv.  17, 19 

xv.  8,9,12 
1  Cor,  i.  23,  24 

i.  30 

ii.  9,  10 

iii.  6,  7 

vi.  10,  11 

PART  III. 


&C.      117 
114 

120 
113 
119 
97 
105 
119 
104 


FIRST    BOOK. 
H. 

131  1  Cor,  x.  32 
xiii.  1,  2,  3 
2,  3,  7,  13 
2  Cor.  ii.  IS 

1,5,3 

Gal.  iv.  4 

6 

E|)h.  i.  13,  14 


lis 


1  Pet.  i.  3,  4,  5 

8 
1  John  iii.  1,&C 
Judf  24,  25 
Rev.  i.  5,  6,  7 


iii.  9,  10 
16.  &C. 

iv.30,  &c. 
Phil.  ii.  2 

ii.  7,  8,  9 
Col.  i.  16 

ii.  15 

Tim.  i.  9,  10 
12 

iv.  6,  7,  8.  18 
Tit.  ii.  10,  13 

ii.  3,  7 
Heb.  iii.  3,  5,  6 

iv.  15, 16 

v.  7 

vi.  17,  19 


X.  28,  29 
xi.  1,3,8,10 


135 

130 
130 
109 

2 

107 
137 

103 
27 
13'. 
Ill 
113 
125 
125 
139 
145 
145 

lis 

1201 


108 
64 
51 

ei 

1,25 
62,63 


18 

49,  5li 
56 


v.  11,  13 
vii.  13.  &c. 
xiv.  13 
xv.  3 
xvi.  19 
xvii.  6 
xv  ii.  20,31 
xxii.  1—4 
27 


Third  Book. 
Luke  ii.  23 

xiv.  16 
17,23 

xxii.  19 
John  vi.  31,  35,  39 

xiv. 3 

xvi.  16 
1  Cor.  x,  16,  17 

xi.  23,  &c. 


Jer.  xxxi.  3 

xxxiii.  29 
E/.ek.  ix.  4—6 
xxxiv.  3 
xlviii.  35 
Dail.ii.  45 

iv.  27 
Hosea  vi.  4 
Joel  i.  14 
Micali  vi.  1—3 
Nullum  i.  7 
Hub.  iii.  17.  18 
176iZech.  iii.  67 
29 1  Mill.  iii.  16,  17 
153  Mvr.xi.23 


9i 
1 

163 
61 
26 
225 
137 
8w 
186 
117 


XII.  20 
xiii.  3 
xvii.  4 


l*0,Jvr.  xxiii.  6 


162      xxvi.  36— 15 
8S>  Mark  viii.  38 


H. 
62 

119 
133 
114 
178 
184 
103 
51] 
136 
139 


143 
117 
112 
164 

123 


50,72 


Mark  x.  14 
43 

xxv.  40 
Luke  ii.  8—14 

25  10 

iv.  18, 19 

viii.  22 

X.  10-37 

XX.  41,  42 
JoUn  vi.  53—56 
67-69 

xiv.  16, 17 
26 

xix.  30 
Acts  ii.  32—36 
Rom.  i.  17 
I    xiv. 8 

1  Cor.  xv.  52—58 
1-2  Cor.  ii.  IS,  15 
l,Gal.  v.17 


H 

161 

111 

192 

9 

,154 

15 


Eph.  ii.  8 
iv.  11,  12 
Phil,  i.  23 
1   the ss.  iv.  13 
Heb.  iv.  2 
vii.  25 
ix.  27 
xi.  13 
16; I  Pet.  iii.  20,21 
169  2  Pet.  i.  1 
49  1  John  iii.   1,  2 
42  Rev.  ii.  1- 


190 


35 


8-II 
iii.  I— Q 
7—11 

14-20 
v.  12 
xiv.  3 
xv.  3 
Xl.  4-10 

xxii.  1—5 


H. 

44 
145 
222 

227 


221 

45 

63 

44 

100 

1 55 

156 

157 

158 

159 

30 

27 

103 

187 

99 


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